" You cheeky little thing!" I scolded, but I could not help laughing. "Anyway, I do not like my boiled egg cold and solid, so I'm going to resist your...charms long enough to do justice to this lot, and you are going to behave yourself." Yes, Boss," she replied, and demurely got to work on serving up the goods. I could not help wondering however, if that amount of knicker flashing was strictly unavoidable.When I had finished and she had cleared away, she came over to stand by my side, head down. ---We drove down the desert road with the windows down, letting the hot air rush into our faces and Dom’s playlist spill out of the car. As the sun began to set behind us, the rocks on the outer edge of the park lit up in spectacular reds and oranges. Dom had decided to break into the case of beer in the backseat—the five other guys would have been at camp for at least the past hour and a half even after their fiasco of having to run the hardware store to pick up a new sheet of plywood for the. As they climbed through the hole Bella managed to shout, “AND DON’T COME BACK.”Bella watched them disappear while she realised that she was both shaking a little, and feeling quite wet between her legs. As she walked back along the deserted beach she started to relax and reflect on what had just happened. She realised that she was both proud of herself and excited, especially between her legs.When she got back to the main building she went looking for Ken and told him what had happened.“Well. But the rental store is alive and well here. Ok, so at the time this all started, my daughter Becky was in 2nd grade. And was doing great in school. Being in a small town means you see the same people day after day. And my town is no stranger to that. After awhile you began remembering faces and names as you come across these locals. In my case, I would see the same bank teller at my back at least once or twice a week. She was very friendly, and we always seemed to hit it off in chatter. Her.