Andrews was obviously a classy woman, so Jed was prepared to be on his best behavior.He tied his horse to the hitching post and knocked on the front d...or. An elderly woman, why, she must have been at least 40 years old, answered the door. "Yes, what may I do for you, young man?" How do, Ma'am? I'm lookin' fer Mz. Andrews. Capt'n Jones, the Ranger capt'n, sent me ta see ifen she wuz interested in teachin' me ta read an' write. He said that she could do the job, ifen anybody could."The woman. Rand, doing her famous fan dance, hadbared her breast in a Boston theater during the performance. Grammy said it washilarious but Boston society wasn't quite so kind. That was in 1932 or 1933, hermemory of the year wasn't quite so good, and she said they had gotten pretty drunkthat night on some bathtub gin. Grandpa had tried to brew his own beer in the cellarbut had only succeeded in blowing up the cellar one night and waking all theneighbors. Grammy said bootleggers were less dangerous than. I could see her breasts as she talked. They heaved up and down with every breath. I wanted to know how large they were. I wanted too see them. I was starting to get hard again. Oh why is this happening to me? “Mom, I was just umm, trying to um, relieve a little pressure. It hurts sometimes if I don’t, well, you know.” I finished. I was so nervous I kept my head down the whole time I talked. I was sneaking glances at her though. “I saaaw s’you. I have seen s’you before. Don’t lie to mea.” . It was always very important that I look good, and underneath my skirt was white panties with pink lace, he loved white on me, it showed off my tanned skin. He was taking forever to get ready as usual, so I went into the bathroom to help him get ready faster well one thing led to another and soon we were on the bed me naked straddling him, as I rode him he smacked my butt every once in awhile since he knew that was a huge turn on for me. Finally we both took a shower together and getting.