And so, every Wednesday Gregory with the big black hat would come, and he’d had some problems. He didn’t wear his black hat on those days, and he...came in bent and tired, and he had a job too, a good one, during the week at a factory, but the kids ate a lot, and his wife had a good job too, but there were bills to pay, and maybe could his momma, Bernice spare twenty dollars from her purse for the week? To get some bread for the grandchildren? And he bowed and muttered and Bernice just found an. I felt both his hands start working each glob of lotion on each of my ass cheeks. Slowly Frank moved his fingers toward my crack. I could feel him pushing my cheeks further apart. At this point I put my head down on my hands and surrendered myself to whatever Frank had in mind. I felt one finger start at the top of my ass crack and slowly slide down my crack. Shivers went through me as his finger worked its way lower into my more sensitive areas. When his finger reached my asshole I let out a. I did not pay much attention to what he was saying. I could not get my eyes off his Huge Bulge. After a few minutes he stopped talking and looked at me for an answer. I explained I was tired and did not get much sleep last night. Nodding his head. He says that's cool I understand. He needed to look at my Gas Meter for some future work planned for the area. As I walked around the side yard I noticed him Pulling at his Pants and adjusting his Huge Bulge. When we were in front of the area of the. I watch his eyes. I see them travel down my legs to my toes. I wiggle them and laugh to myself. I look over and I can see he is hard and ready. I can tell he wants my foot in his lap badly. He goes back to watching the road. As we drive down the road the leaves from the tress are falling are cover the road. It is just starting to rain, that misty rain I love so much. I just want to go to the small towns and walk from store to store. The wiper blades on the car try to keep up with the mist. Its.