I'd stop at the Glens Falls rest area; holding my piss helped keep me awake, and it made my dick hard; I always like feeling a little horny. When I pu...led into the Glens Falls rest stop only one other car was there, not even a trucker. I walked into the mens room and noticed that one of the two stalls was in use. Sometimes that's a good thing for a horny guy who's alone, so even though I only had to piss, I took the empty stall. Pants down, sitting on the pot, I tapped my foot a few times to. The old man was just about to respond when a voice began calling the names of the older children. They all got up, gave the old man a perfunctory kiss on the cheek with scowls still in place, and went to do their afternoon chores. He was chuckling and getting to his feet when he saw the youngest boy, a sturdy lad of about ten dressed in handed down clothes of faded brown, wandering back to the tree."Grandfather?" Yes, Jon?" Was it a true story?" the boy asked.The old man smiled kindly. The boy. Outside my office window in perfect view!! I rushed into the office and slowed as I approached the closed blinds, I paused just before peeking out, wondering if possibly I'd misread the situation and she was just being friendly. I soon knew the answer to that question as I peaked out spreading the blinds with my fingers. Hannah was back down in her chair face down with her gorgeous ass glistening in the sun, bikini bottoms tucked even more in as if she were wearing only a thong. She had her. “I’m sorry, amor. I came so quickly. It was… It was–”Whatever I’d meant to say suddenly turned irrelevant. I couldn’t have had described it anyway.Completing my groggy attempt at speech, she said, “I know. It really was.” Beaming with a calm satisfaction.I had never felt so focused and relaxed, the world and it’s worries were…immaterial. Each and every detail in our room took my complete attention, as though the objects had come to life and had an interesting story to tell, much.