Of course the little incident was quickly all around the girls she worked with and luckily one of them who I knew as Sarah, knew me well enough to tel... me what was being giggled about. She told me that Sharon had intended originally that I’d fuck her in the stock room. Apparently Katie had become quite broody over the last few months. It was connected with the fact that both her sister and her cousin had recently had babies and Sharon was desperate to get pregnant. All the girls had laughed. "Hey, blondie. Show me some pussy and I'll show you some cock." "Yeah, anyone up there. Pussy would be nice. We won't bite." "If you guys want to see anything then drop your pants. Right ladies? I want to see cocks before I show my lady stuff." The guys in the audience and the girls on stage were trading comments like that. It wasn't unusual, but it hadn't really happened before. Maybe a little peek at a hairless cunt, but not a lot. Tonight seemed a little different. It didn't feel dangerous,. He tumbled me backward, over him, and ran another hand over my breasts. My breasts were soft a while ago, but now under the touch of his hands they became taut. My father got up and lifted me up on his arms and carried me into the sheep. He made some space among the sheep and laid me there on his white towel. The surrounding sheep got up on their fours and made a cover. My father unhooked my blouse and exposed my breasts. He cupped them in his big hands and started kneading. My body heated up. Voyeurism, absolutely, I mean who doesn’t like to watch? But I never thought I would have the balls, pardon the pun, to make myself so vulnerable to a stranger but I was hooked. After what felt like hours of tossing and turning I finally fell into a deep sleep. I awoke quite late in the morning with presumably the same hard-on I went to sleep with. Sarah had featured very heavily in my dreams and I was beginning to wonder how I was going to get through the day with a perpetual erection..