She's been fixed."I had a hard time believing what these parents were telling me about their daughter. Were they really saying it was alright to fuck ...heir daughter, as long as I brought her home safely? It sure seemed like it.Diapers got her CB handle from me. It came from a near accident, which resulted in another accident.We had been riding around town one evening in my classic '66 Dodge Charger. We were chatting on the CB with her parents and some of our other friends. We scared the hell. She looked over the contracts from home and made a few minor tweaks to cover everyone’s butts.Right around two in the afternoon, we had completed everything. No money had changed hands when the bean counters got done running the numbers, other than the back taxes and interest. I had agreed to bring the building up to code. They would then have it appraised, and I would pay taxes on that much higher value, but not until I had finished the work on the building.“If you can get the basement cleared. . well, just ... trust me. This is going to work out. Granted, I’m not certain just how, yet, but it will. We have each other and we’ll always have each other. Now let’s get the meat taken care of. Maybe we’ll even have time to notch and move several of the logs into place before dark.”They salted and stored the hams as well as the sections that would be bacon, then cut out sections for pork chops and some other choice meats before taking them to the ice cave to freeze. It was already late. I almost told her I loved her as she kissed my neck and fondled my jiggling tits. My hands fondled Ms. Jean’s tits as they pressed against my young smooth skin. She moved her body and let her tits swing down across my face. I licked and sucked them as swung along my mouth. I absolutely loved the feeling of her mature sensual body as it glided over my sweaty dirty body. I felt like they owned me at that point as they assaulted my body with such exquisite pleasure. Ms. Jean must have known I.