Dad had built the house away from the churchalong a winding dirt road. The national forest abutted the rear of thehouse. Trees surrounded the land bet...een the house and the church. If youdidn't know a house was back there you may not ever find it. The onlyvisible entrance to the winding dirt road was at the very back of theparishioner parking lot. An opening in the fenced area was the entranceto the small dirt road surrounded by brambles and rutted from rainfall.Dad wasn't much of an. The lines were as long as they had been before the holidays; the only change was that it was hotter. As Simon despaired at the thought of sitting in another line, he knew that he had to leave the Army properly this time or they'd just show up on his doorstep again.Finally, he had made it to the front of the line. Anxiously perched on the front of his chair, Simon made sure that his paperwork was in order. Simon readied himself to answer the clerk's question as fast as he could."Uhh. I'm sorry. "I know he isn't." I said."No he's not, I promise you that he would love it if you touched his dick with your hand." She said."I know but I can't bring myself to do it. Everything I went through still kinda haunts me." I said."You need to get over that fear." She said."I know I do, I just don't know how." I said."Ok, try this, give me your arm." She said making me give her my arm.She started to show me a way that I could face my stupid fear, and while she did, I imagined myself doing that to. "You got a free next?" The taller of the two, around 5ft 9in and with deep set eyes asked.Sarah silently nodded and clenched her pussy. She knew she was wet, the thought of being taken in full view of everyone had her excited and aroused.For Bruce and Grant – the best of friends – this represented a wonderful opportunity. They were both virgins but they never thought their first time would be with the wonderful and delightful Sarah Bailey. She was a cock-tease and every guy's dream, and.