He's taller than I am, dressed in black and dark autumn red. He is wearing a leather hood with a silk mask across his nose and lower face. All I can s...e are his shinning green eyes. He repeats again, "Relax, slender kitten, it's late and you're moving far too quickly." He walks away from me and rests upon the bark of a fallen tree. "These woods are mine, and you're the first Elf I've seen within them in two hundred years. Please rest here for tonight, I promise to keep you safe."I'm. His name is Thomas Ray Albright. His friends call him Tom. My friends call me Mandy.’ ‘Well, it’s nice to meet you Mandy, and your daddy Tom. My friends call me Shelley. Have you lived at Carefree Cove for long?’ ‘All my life,’ she said, warming to the conversation. ‘My daddy comes from Kansas City, he makes greeting cards.’ ‘Pardon me, Ms. Hawkins, if my daughter is bothering you,’ Tom broke in. ‘Amanda, we need to go back to the house.’ Turning to face her father, she pouted. ‘But Daddy, I. Maybe it was a Freudian slip. She probably had sex a year ago and at 44, she was probably still in peak shape.She was noiseless by the time I went to her sides and felt the sides of her soft boob-skin. She instinctively brought her arms close to her body but the moment I moved away, she relaxed again.I didn’t want to get carried away and push my luck. So I returned my attention to the lower back. Soft moans again, so soothing. My hand ventured unconsciously into her waistband and the relieved. She had taken a bath and shaved again this morning. She laid a couple of blankets on the porch and stretched out in the sun. It was everything that I could do to keep my hands off her. I decided to take a quick tour of the livestock and make sure that none of them had gotten out of their pens.I unsnapped Sam and said, “Let’s go check things boy.”He was off like a shot. I made a lap around all the fences and gates and was headed back to the house when I heard Aunt Mary holler, “Sam you.