“No, just turn around”Talia stopped, pulling the waistband back up into place and turned around, not sure what he was doing. Maybe he was just goi...g to tug it out of the way a little? she was not sure.She felt his hands on her waist, the first time he had touched her when not writing, and he slid her panties down over her bottom, leaving it stretched across her thighs but baring her whole bottom. Again, he pulled her back towards him a little, and she felt his warm hand holding her bare bottom. Chicken were scuttling to and fro, pecking at the ground and bumping into each other, cackling and chirping. “Martha! Come here!” Erin shouted, clapping her hands a few times. On cue, a fat, black chicken with white spots all over its feathers raced across the mud, beating its wings and cackling like mad. She bent down and stuck her finger through the mesh. Instead of pecking at it, the chicken rubbed its head against it. “This is Martha, my personal chicken and my first pet,” Erin declared as. She took the material in her fingers and slowly hooked each stay. When the last one was done she stopped, standing close behind the younger woman. Then she dropped her hands to Mary Ellen's waist. Almost without her control, her hands suddenly moved lower to cup the younger woman's soft buttocks. She caught her breath when she felt the warm cheeks in the palms of her hands. She had never done anything like this in her life. Mary Ellen moaned and began to tremble. Her chest heaved up and down. Part 6 Friday ? Everybody's working for the weekend.The clock radio awakened Jerry Friday morning with a blast of classic rock, andthe redneck antics of two clowns from North Carolina. Knowing she had mademonumental changes now, and sure she had put the evil of Dana well away from herfamily, she began the duties of the day. Still clad in her nightclothes shetackled each room from the master bedroom and bath down to the den. At 10 AM thedaily sex break occupied her for a short time. It seemed.