"The rest is for you. Have a good night."The driver tipped his hat and said, "Thanks miss. You enjoy your eveningas well."Closing the door, Michael th...ught to himself, "Thanks miss? What was thatall about?" Walking through the foyer, he turned to face the mirror abovethe coat rack. "What did you do?!", he shrieked. Apparently while he wassleeping, his cousin had done a number on his shoulder length hair. Itwas pulled back into two low hanging curly pigtails, tied off with twobright pastel. I quickly put an engine hour meter on it so that I could tell how long it had been run.Every day when I came home from work there was at least an hour or more of time added to the hour meter. Not one of my women would admit to using it but the grass catcher was full and I had to empty it.That night in bed while we were making love my wife finally admitted that she had been riding my new lawnmower and that it had a very unique vibration in high speed. She explained that if she holds a golf ball. -¿así está bien, gusta, gusta?-ríe la china a mi espalda mientras sigue folllándose a la rubiaNo respondo, giro la cabeza mientras sigo sujetando la nuca de la rubia que sigue mamándomela. Miro hacia atrás, enseño los dientes a la china, asiento.La china comienza a reír con fuerza, de repente me mete un dedo en mi culo.-¡aghhhhh!-gritoLa joven rubia se saca mi polla de la boca asustada-¿qué, que?-me dice-¡la puta china me ha metido un dedo en el culo, joder!-gritoLa rubia comienza a reír entre. She was staring at the ground in front of her. She shrugged. ‘I…I feel guilty about what we…what happened at the farm earlier…’ she murmured. It seemed good not to say anything, so Tom didn’t. ‘…but…but I liked it, too,’ she whispered. ‘That’s what has me so upset. I feel guilty, but I don’t. I mean, all we did was kiss, right? Am I…is there something wrong with me?’ ‘No, there’s nothing wrong with you,’ Tom said. He laid his hand on her arm and gave it a squeeze. His emotions were roiling.