By the tenth day after the girls arrived, I called a halt and looked at our small wall.I said as I looked at the wall, "Girls, it's time to go to Sarl...'s old camp and see if they would like to join us." I agree, we have one section of the wall done and with their help, we can finish the rest, if they want to move here," Sarla said."Good, then tomorrow we will go over to their camp and ask," I replied.We gathered up the tools, and put them in the shed that the girls had brought with them. Then. Naomi was kneeling on his desk, panting hard, with tears streaming down her face. Her arm was beginning to cramp with effort at not pushing herself over the edge of the orgasm. The counting had helped her stave it off, and she knew she would have called out if she had gone over and been lost the ecstasy."Take your hand out of your naughty pussy, Miss Rogers," he commanded.She did so, another soft little squelch punctuating the heady air.She suddenly felt bereft, and the tide of her climax. And... well, there've been others. Somebody said they saw you in that yellow top you have, you know, the one that seems like it's molded to your, um, your... you know." He made a vague motion in front of his chest."They're called breasts, Jeff." She could feel her temper rising. "Every woman has a pair." She clenched her fists, trying to hold back her rising anger. "Go on, what else did they say?" But they're so big." He looked at her chest, and then looked away. "Some of the women think you. “And I know we could use an extra hand on the farm.” “I’d appreciate it if I could come in and use your phone,” I said. “Oh, I don’t know. I better not, mister. Daddy is real strict and said not to let anyone in, less I know them.” “When will you’re father be home? I could wait for him,” I said. “I wouldn’t want you to disobey your father.” “Not ‘til tomorrow night, ’till then I’m all alone.” She then got a pouty, sad expression on her face. She pressed her forehead against the screen door,.