Not the most original name I know but what can I say, that WAS his name. We would generally fill our Sunday afternoons by going for a long walk. John ...as tall, slim and very blonde (I was tall, slim and very dark haired)- secretly I lusted after him, which I didn't think he was aware of. He was actually the only guy who I was attracted to at that time.We were on the home leg of our walk, on a lovely summer late afternoon, walking along the old disused railway line. Glancing into the bushes at. . glad it's okay. You ... you've been ... incredible. I ... wouldn't have been able to even talk to Fred without stammering if it hadn't been for you. I thought all along, though, that you weren't for me." I'm curious, though – is she really called Fred?" Frederica. But she found it was easier to get work if people didn't realise immediately that she was a girl. She is, though. Definitely. Oh, yes." His eyes took on a dreamy quality."Well ... I'm delighted. Very happy for you."Over the remains. .. staring into each others eyes ... before turning to join in the celebration happening as the girls all spilled out into the bleachers. Richard turned just in time to catch his daughter as she jumped into his arms and wrap her legs around his waist. He barely wrapped his hands around the cheeks of her rounded ass to keep her from falling and his cock, made hard by the stimulation of watching Claire all morning and their quick excited kiss, snuggled hard against the youthful crotch as she. I was getting aroused just watching her. After about 8 passes sheswam slowly over to me with that same dangerous look in her eyes. Shetouched my legs under the water and I got shivers. Her smile told me I was introuble as her hands started traveling up to my knees. she pushed my legsapart and pulled my butt right up to the edge of the pool. I looked aroundnervously to see if anyone was watching us. Under my towel I knew she couldsee the little strip of my bathing suit pulled tight up against my.