On the way back home, I got a text from Louise that, “Hey Ankur. Hope you enjoyed my niece. And stop thinking about me. There’s a problem with Alu...a. Please move to our farmhouse in the countryside and stay there. I will convince Alura to meet you and Jasmine by tomorrow. Love your dick”I got angry about that behavior of Alura. So I asked Jasmine to move to the farmhouse. And then as soon as we reached the farmhouse, I just wanted to fuck and fuck Jasmine.As we entered the house, I latched the. We talk, but that’s not important here. What is, is that we eventually get up to leave by a different route. Just down the hill, through a steep rocky field, is the road back to town. So we cross a fence into the field, thinking we’re on a short cut.We get about halfway down when this orthodox kid comes putt-putt-putting up the road on a beat up scooter held together with duct tape. We totally stop to watch him. It’s kind of odd -- none of the surrounding villages have orthodox communities --. That said, I want to give her the chance to see something I'm pretty sure she wants to see but is afraid to ask about.That evening, once again, she'd been out with Stephanie meeting the boys, this time I think again for pizza after a movie. I wondered whether we'd see her that night, probably alone, that was pretty clear, since Steph wasn't going to be staying overnight with Julie this time.It was still warm enough in these waning days of summer to be outside late into the evening. No one. " Michelle's sex drive was back in gear, and the thought of her pictures on the web had her excited."What do you think, Robby?" Mitch asked his partner."I'm all for it!" the younger man exclaimed."All for what?" asked a new voice from the floor of the vehicle bay."Oh shit, that's the new Chief," Mitch and Robby said in unison. Stan looked like he had just seen his career go down the drain, but Michelle's wicked grin just got bigger.Michelle crawled over to the side of the truck and looked down.