A few of them really get her turned on and left me a note that told me which ones they were. One of them was where a girl was tied up in the wood and ...aken advantage of. Well, I told her to get ready to do just that. She asked what to wear. I said a skirt, no panties and a top with no bra. After we got everything in place we drove to a park and walked back into the woods just off a bike path. I put down a blanket and had her sit on it with her back against a tree and I told her to put her hands. I felt her top hand searching between us.She got my elbow, followed it down the forearm to my wrist. She guided my hand lower and around, palm facing her. I hesitated a little, not sure if I was ready for that. For her crotch. But she pulled harder. Insisting, not asking. My fingers slid across her pierced and studded navel. I felt her knee slide up my hip, she was opening wide and willing for me. Down her tummy, her skin softer, smoother, warmer than any silk I’d ever felt, without warning. She even made a little joke and laughed a really sexy laugh. That night when I went to sleep I had one of the best wet dreams ever in my life staring that bank president. Her name was Molly. After that dream I looked at her a little different and I felt that she looked at me a little different also, like she knew about the dream. She even winked at me a couple of times. One night it was just she and I working late, the bank was quite and only a minimal amount of light was on. Molly kept a. As if he knew her, a large, high-spirited quarter horse pranced up to the fence and whinnied a hello. Tricia reached over the fence and he walked up to nuzzle her hand and enjoy a few pats on the snout. Tricia left as he left, feeling her spirits soaring. Driving a couple miles beyond the pastureland, she came upon miles of orchards, most with trees full of bright red apples. Just looking at them started her mouth watering so, when she saw the sign advertising an upcoming fruit stand, she.