It was at that point that my life changed. I put a little pressure on my finger and, instead of her pulling away and squirming sideways, I felt her pu...hing back at me! I was scared that I was mistaken (had I read the signs wrongly?) but I kept the pressure up, maintaining it rather than pushing harder. I wanted her to take the lead. Well, she did! I felt her anal hole gradually open and relax. It felt wonderful. My finger entered her sphincter as the muscle opened for me. She was producing. Sarah is still pining over her last boyfriend. Imagine if he lived here.”“I think we need to do something radical,” Lisa continued. “What do you say about…” and they talked. “I think it’s the only way. Agreed?” The guys agreed.Lisa went to my room and knocked. “Come in.”“Sarah, I’ve talked with the guys and we have a solution. You need to come out.”“What solution?” I asked.“You need to come out. You’ll see.”“How can you fix what they saw? How can you erase that memory? They’ll never. .. “Look out here at these cotton fields, Rondo. This must be the best part of the farm.”“The fields we just passed, look damn good to me.”“I agree and I’m happy with this farm too, like the others we’ve picked up. Let’s get the girls started and we’ll go take a look at the Glendale Farm.”“Okay, Girls, are you familiar with the markers on these plows?”“We are, and we’ve used markers like these before,” Lisette told me.“Have you laid-off rows in a field where you start in the middle and work out. I had a lot of cleavage exposed, but that was all.I allowed him to hold my hands, and he didn't let go. It felt nice, I reflected briefly."Tell me what's going on. Please?"He was pleading now. I knew if I looked into his eyes I'd start crying again. I wondered if I'd made a mistake, but recognized it was too late to do anything about it."Look, Steven, there's a reason we can't be together. I don't even know how to start to explain it to you. I do love you," and my voice cracked, just slightly,.