“So, what is it you think I’ve poached?”“Deer. My people found where one had been dressed out, and my dog followed the trail to the fence out ...ack.”“Yeah? Then what happened?”“He lost the trail. I figure you must have either tossed the deer over the fence, or loaded it into some kind of vehicle and driven it away.”I chuckled, “Well I do try to keep myself in decent shape, but I don’t think I can throw a deer over a ten-foot fence. And as for driving it away, did you find any tire tracks?”He. . do that!’ whispered Anne. ‘If he’s just some little pervert?’ ‘Because from now on, when he plays with himself, the chances are that he’ll think of me. If he was a big good-looker, he’d have seen any number of naked women. But he probably hasn’t seen anyone as good as me, outside of a magazine or a porno film, or something. He might be getting hard half a dozen times a day, just thinking about the English woman who let him see her naked body, willingly.’ ‘And,’ she went on, after a second or. I would have never guessed this body was under all your flannel shirts.” What a jerk! I looked at Jesse and he just shrugged his shoulders and smiled. “You should see her in her workout clothes. It’s freakin’ hot. I must say though, I do prefer what you’re wearing tonight. Stilettos always make my heart beat faster than steel toed boots.” Mike said, “Be careful, Jesse, you don’t want your ass kicked with either one.” I just laughed. This was what I was used to with these guys. No matter what. But I hope so. I never asked his real age. All I cared about was his dick size and boy! It was more than sufficient for me. I met him in one of my yoga classes. I knew he was looking at me from day 1. He kept on staring at me whenever I bent my body in different angles. Don’t know how long it went that way. Flash-forward a week. He was fucking me right on that yoga carpet when everyone left the class.“You really love to fuck me, don’t you?”, I ask him always, looking at his abdomen moves.