“I don’t know. Can you look it up?”“Usually. But the computer’s down.”“Perhaps you have reciprocity with other museums?”“Oh, yes.”... took out my Australian Museum photo ID. “Will this do?”“Oh! Oh, dear! Just a minute! Joe! I’ve got a question!”A man in his thirties appeared. “Yes?”“Can he get in?”Joe looked at my card and me. “That’s a decent picture. It says ‘Australian Museum’. Well, we’re certainly Australian. So I guess he’s in. Welcome, sir.”“I could have paid.”“I’m sure. But there really. I politely asked her whether she would have some tea of coffee. She told that that was not necessary. Instead, she told me to chat with her.I was a bit embarrassed. What should I talk to her? She started asking me about my studies, my college, etc. She asked about my fiends. I replied her what I could. She then asked whether I had girlfriends. I told that I did have, it was natural. Suddenly she asked whether I had an affair with any of them. I told her that I was not interested in such things.. I was dumbstruck, and she again repeated her question. I replied in the affirmative, and asked her to cover herself before she caught a cold. I went on to the bags and removed the packet of salted biscuits that her mother had packed for us. As I ate one of the biscuits, she got up and came next to me. Her bare shoulder brushed mine, and it was very delicious, the touch of her bare skin against mine. She took a biscuit from the packet, and rubbed it against her nipples. I had trouble with. We finished moving the cows on May 22, two days before we were to let the bulls in with them. That meant we could spend most of the day tomorrow playing with each other.The next morning Megan and I went to do morning chores while Kelley straightened the house and fixed breakfast. After chores I pulled Megan over to the barn bunk and stripped off her pants. She returned the favor and pulled me down on the bunk. “Damn Meg, your tits are getting huge.”“I know it’s as if they were filled with.