One of her arms fell off and swung around her. Turning he walked past Maggie, brushing away at her tears, and out of the cottage to the hole he’d du.... Carefully, he jumped down into the hole and lay her gently down. He adjusted her dress and her hair to make her look as perfect now as she had been when she lay on the small cot in the cottage. Brushing a lock of hair out of her face, and back into place, he leaned down and kissed he forehead. ‘I love ye, lass.’ He whispered before. You hide it well”. Hank said “I have to, these Bozo's would kill me”. Pete grinned “not with me here! I'll go Peter the Great on their ass”! Hank laughed falling back lifting his legs and flashing his clean shaved pantie covered crotch! Hank grinned, “I see your panties”! Hank told him “I knew you would sooner or later. I usually “dress” behind my closed door but with you here, I toned down”. Pete replied “don't be uncomfortable in your own home, dress if you choose”. Hank grinned “maybe this. Breaking away from you I stand, pulling my dress over my head, my long hair the only thing concealing my nakedness. My body aching to be touched, my nipples hard demanding recognition, I could not help but tease you with them. Your eyes filled with fascination as I squeezed and played with my tits, even now when I think back my body warms with the thoughts of how my fingers pinched and fondled my hard nipples, how heavenly it was to feel my soft breast as I massaged them rubbing them for my own. God knows what it meant. I held back a tear."Hey Barry." Travers, my boss, was peering at me; a sceptical look onhis face. "We don't want you dying of heatstroke! You can take thejacket off!" His good-natured smile petered off expectantly. True, hewas dressed the part of a summer worker: his tie gone, shirt buttonsundone to reveal a tantalising hint of chest, shirt sleeves rolled upexpectantly. He smiled passively. "We can forgive you for not wearingyour usual outfit!"I forced a chuckle. I.