"Mrs. Alvery is done," I hear the Doctor behind me. I never heard her approach. I wonder how much of our conversation she overheard, and I especially ...onder if she heard the part about me being a nurse."She's getting dressed right now and will be out in a minute."Susan hands me the clipboard and chart, which I take to be filed. Meanwhile, Roger backs away and now sits down."That him?" She takes a quick glance out the window."Sure is!" I tell her."Very nice," She takes an interest. "Very nice. We kept the heifers close to the house, so we could help them if they had trouble calving, and so we could protect the calves from wolves and grizzlies.Dad didn’t like makeup, so shaving my pubic hair was about the only girly thing daddy wanted me to do. It was not that much trouble, compared to doing makeup. I found out that sex was actually better with a bald pussy. It made it feel like daddy was pounding me really hard, every time we fucked.The calves got born, weaned, and the cows ready to. I look around me, but cant see anyone looking directly at me or handling their mobiles.I type back, 'You have my attention, where are you?' I look up and cast another glance to see if anyone is texting back.My fingers vibrate as the answer come back, 'Close by, thinking how I would love to be between your black netted stockings, Mmmmmmmm'.As I read I could feel my muscles tighten as if squeezing on a hard cock, too early in the morning for me, and I look at the schoolgirl accommodating the old. " Let me help," Sally said.Her teacher/mother must have been a wonderful human being. When Sally took me in her mouth, I lost my condom in the blankets."How old were you, when you left for the island?" I asked.She didn't stop what she was doing to answer. Not for the first time, I wondered whether anyone could acquire such skills without hands-on practice. Well, if there had been interfamilial hanky-panky among the denizens of Sally Island, I didn't want to know about it. I was just going to.