Shirley was never bashful around my family. She felt as if they were her family as well, and they were.One unique experience well remembered came on a...cool January evening while I was getting hay down to the cows. We had been milking with my brothers doing some of other feeding and watering. My sisters and Shirley did most of the milking and clean up afterward. Shirley usually did all the solution rinsing of the milking equipment and milk line beforehand. While starting all this, Shirley had. I gazed at my form in the mirror - could be better but not bad, I thought.My penis, not huge but always having proved adequate at 7 inches (measured by an ex girlfriend) hung like a ripe and wrinkled banana !? From my perspective of looking down at it, it was never big enough, but seen from the front (the way it would be seen by others), it didn't look too bad.Having got dressed, I went down to the refectory where I joined other members of staff for breakfast.The buzz of childish chatter from. I used my hand to gently satisfy myselfwith a mini-cum. At least I'd now be able to survive until the evening. Isuddenly thought that maybe it was not such a good idea for her to take meout like that. The young girl would have to undress me and dress me againin outdoor clothes. How could I let her manage that when I'd alreadyreacted to her in such a sexual way, albeit without her knowing? Istruggled to think of a solution, but I decided to explain the situation toher and make sure she was. I overhand-served a fast one and caught her by surprise.“I need a do-over,” Pam called out as she squatted and picked up several of the balls. I over-hand served several more in her direction. She very quickly returned the volleys. I was very surprised at how fast and agile she was on her feet. She made quick work of the returns.I had to take a break, so I sat down against the backdrop and took a drink from my water bottle. Pam approached and stood in front of me. The wind was light, and the.