That is, until the first evening she climbed to her hilltop and sat beneath the old maple, looking out over the distant hills and valleys. Here she st...ll seemed at home. She closed her eyes for a few seconds, drinking in the sounds and smells of the summer evening and let the peace of this magic place wash over and through her. Yes, this was still her favorite place in the whole world.Emily passed the summer days easily. She fell back into her routine of chores around the house and farm and,. . legal waiver,” Rosa presented Monica with the usual lawyerly boilerplate form about non-litigation, etc.“Of course,” Monica easily agreed, just wanting to get this done, to rip off her hang-ups, fears, anguish, angst, guilt, remorse, anger, etc. like a bandage.“Please be seated. Dr. Edwards will be with you shortly. His nurse will call you by name,” Rosa directed a jittery, quaking Monica to a seat in the waiting room after she paid the fee.It honestly looked just like a normal waiting room. Ah stop’, but soon enough I could hear her moaning and panting against the desktop. With my hand still wedged between her legs, spanking her juicy pussy nice and hard I took a step back to admire the view. Her thick round ass, legs spread stretching out the soaking panties at her ankles. My cock was hard again and throbbing, aching for the nasty lil cunt that was juicing all over my hand as I slapped it. I pulled her up by her hair nibbling on her ear as the spanks got slower and harder.SLAP. Once the foam disappears, my Everett Mountain Retreat will have a clean face. A good rain should complete the job."Give me a few minutes."The interior of the cabin is a shambles; the back wall is hanging by a few clumps of log that wasn't directly hit by a projectile. I managed to find a couple of very dusty grocery bags and went to the back. My spiffy shower is now history, the hot water tank is a sieve. All of the moneybags are covered with rock fragments and dust, the granite slab rising.