It was just loose enough that I could peer down the neckline to her gorgeous, bra-covered tits. Though I had already seen them in all their glory, thi... voyeuristic view of them half-hidden like this had a certain naughtiness that felt particularly arousing. I tried not to look, but each time she bent over I couldn't help but take a peek.Once we finished, we headed out to the front room and plopped down on the couch, resting for a while before our shopping trip. Kimmy scooted in next to me and. He was doing better now, and was as proud a papa as could be. He would be staying here with Grace tonight, but would go home tomorrow to finish the last of their harvest. Joe was taking a break also today, so he thought they could finish what was left in a day or two.Grace and her Son came home on Friday, the 18th. Celeste had been cooking for Owen and Joe while Grace was away, and she and Frank remained to help out for the next two weeks.None of us on Plantation Lane did much to celebrate. " She said it like it was a statement.I could only nod."And you didn't know it?"I shook my head."How could you not know? We've known for years!" I dunno!" I wailed, and then was brought up short as the rest of her statement sunk in. "What? What do you mean?" Oh honey. You had no idea? That's so sad. We've known for years you were in love with him. Everybody knows you carry the biggest torch for John. I can't believe you didn't know."My crying stopped, thankfully. I was too befuddled to be. After that, Jackson and I were in for the long haul; we rode Bridgette hard, but she was right in there with us. Beatrice let up on her face, but Bridgette panted, "Put your feet up and raise your ass!" Beatrice did so and Bridgette stuck out her tongue and started probing Beatrice's asshole with it when she came forward off her stroke. Beatrice's eyeballs got big and she started rubbing her pussy and before you know it she was making squishy sounds and moaning and having a gay old.