It was summer in Santa Cruz, after all. That was easy enough to fix. I’d kicked off my sandals back in the bed room already so I just slipped out of...my dress. Really, other than the sheerness of my bra and panties, it was like wandering around in a bikini. Valerie, or Val as she’d insisted I call her, simply smiled and led me down the rabbit hole to wonderland. Oh, she was beautiful. Maybe that was just the drugs, but did it really matter? French and Cherokee blood she claimed, and it showed. You would have thought that the attacking cowboys were a bunch of Comanches the way they charged at the house at full speed on their horses, shooting their pistols the whole time. At least, they had been smart enough to reload while they were waiting for someone to deal with the fence.As it turned out, this didn't do them a whole lot of good. Bolivar, one of the shepherds, turned out to have one hell of a throwing arm, and he was accurate too. A century later, he could have made a lot of money. " I asked."Oh yes! They're a little smaller than I'm used to, but they are real nice." Good! I have one more thing to show you. Stay here." I left her in the living room while I retrieved her new uniform. When I returned she had removed her clothes and smiled as I took in her sweet young body. I then showed Brittany her uniform. "Baby, as long as we are alone, or with your family at home, I want you naked while you go about your duties. If we have company, wear this. Say not a word, but just. Maine bola kaise aaun. Fir usne bataya peeche k raste se mere ghar ki chath par aao aur jab utroge ghar me meri khat udhar h.Maine waise hi kiya. Darr bahut lag raha tha. Koi dekhega to ky bolega.Fir maine himmat karke chat se uske ghar me gaya. Woh mera intezaar kar rahi thi. Main use pakad kar kiss karne laga. Woh boli thoda shant ho. Woh batein aisi karti thi. Jaise koi shadi shuda jankaar mahila itni choti hone k baad b woh badi badi batein karti thi.Main uske chote chote boobs dabaye ja.