I make myself useful for the rest of the day, going to bed early. I can’t get Tig out of my mind, how hot he is. I can’t help it, even though, I k...ow a man of 24, would never really be into someone who’s just seventeen. I roll over and try and forget about him. However, he’s all I dream about all night. Oh and the dreams I have of him, they should be illegal. I wake up, almost like I hadn’t slept all night. I’m tired, yet so turned on. I feel like I’ve been teased all night. I guess I sort of. I whistled for the girl to follow me and we pulled our tractors in under the shade of some tall oak trees. We both jumped from our seats and sat on the bank of the slow moving creek which cut the farm in half.Mollie plopped her ass in my lap and sat there just as if it was a place she belonged. Well, she wanted to be there and I wanted her there, so her ass was ‘exactly’ in a place it belonged!This girl’s body was slick and sticky with perspiration, but her lips tasted sugary sweet to her dear. It had black wooden tables with test-tubes, Bunsen burners, and equipment spread about."Hey," she said, sitting up on a table.Michael leaned up against another table facing her."What's up?" she replied, unbuttoning the top button in her blouse."If I give you something, do you think you can tell me what it is, or even duplicate it?" he asked."Sure!" she exclaimed, clasping her hands together. "We can duplicate just about any chemical compound. What's up'"Can I borrow a large test tube?"She. She goes to the broom closet and brings out a yellow duster. It has a round handle about 5 inches long and large yellow feathers at the end. She jumps up and sits on the still vibrating washing machine spreading her legs. The handle of the duster enters her all the way to the hilt. She leaves it in there and lets the washing machine bring her to another orgasm shaking the shit out of the feathers.I let her know we still l have about five minutes of film left so she removed the duster and went.