I remember Anna Beth telling me that some of the farms had small ponds or swamps. From what my dad had told me, farm ponds hold heat and will cause a ...ow fog and mist once the temperature falls. This didn’t bother me, nor should it have. I continued to walk, though I did become more cautious. A few moments later, the mist enveloped me. I lost the stars, the moon, I was deep inside a gray nothingness. It was thick, as if I was back in Victorian London, walking dockside without the terrible. I watched in admiration as she slid it on up my legs, matter-of-factly guiding my balls into the cover."You wanna stay here," she asked, "Or by the pool? I was planning on a little swim." Sounds swell," I replied, relishing the chance to ogle her body. She had this nasty habit of wearing those bikinis around the house that would get her arrested for indecent exposure, and sometimes, if I was lucky enough, I would be able to see the dark outline of her nipples through the damp tops. Absently, I. She was very careful to avoid touching her clitoris, as she didn’t want to cum just yet. She stepped out of the shower, dried, wrapped the towel around herself and headed for her bedroom. Just as she was passing along the landing Alan stepped out of her mother’s bedroom, in just his boxers. They both looked at each other, smiled awkwardly and headed off to their respective destinations. Julie closed her bedroom door behind her and removed her towel. She took a bottle of body lotion from her. It sounded like a man. Like... Ron!" he whispered. The picture of indignation and anger, he grabbed Sharon's tender hand. "C'mon, let's see what the hell is going on!" But, I..."Sharon was almost pulled off her feet by the prodding Dick Green. She wanted to run, to flee from what her brain told her was an impossibility, but yet an all too real reality. But the banker's strength was too much. Still confused, still unready to accept the fact of her husband's infidelity so callously at hand,.