Their feet were bare to the dusty earth. As they approached the orchard wall one girl pushed the other ahead of her, playfully laughing and teasing. T...eir breasts and buttocks bounced in the confines of their tight dresses as they ran. “You’ve been a bad girl Angel,” the first girl taunted. She pushed Angel face first toward the wall and made her place her palms open on the hot dry stone. Then she shoved the girl’s legs wide with the instep of her own bare feet. The hem of Angel’s short white. I parked down the street and waited for her to leave for her daily walk. She was wearing the same orange skirt and thin white shirt that she had on the first day I saw her and she looked irresistible. I waited until she drove out of sight and then snuck around the back of her house and slipped in through the rear door. I snuck around the house looking for signs of anyone being there and found no one so I relaxed a bit.I found her bedroom and snooped through her drawers checking out all of her. Early in our relationship, Jim C told us a story about his deceased wife, some dimensions, the Guidance Council, and a mission he had accepted. Frank and I found his story difficult to believe, but then he proved to us that it was true. After explaining his mission and its potential consequences, he convinced Frank and I that setting up the new corporation in the United States would be a very bad idea. He also convinced us that sometime during the next ten years, we should move the Chocolateen. For all she knew, he might have followed her here.An hour after dark she went into her tent to change. She was digging through her bag, and she had a naughty idea. They seemed to be getting more frequent. She took off all her clothes and put on her oversized t-shirt she liked to wear to bed. A thrill ran through her as she thought about being caught in her shirt with nothing underneath. The danger made it so exciting. "Besides" she rationalized, "no one will see me".As she crawled out of the.