"As they were escorting Stupid away I had another bad thought, It wouldn't surprise me if I got a brick through my window some night. I an attempt to ...ircumnavigate this I called them back."Just a minute boys, just to show there's no hard feelings, why don't you come around tomorrow afternoon and I'll shout you a beer?" Gee thanks mister, what time should we come?" Make it four o'clock, bring your mate as well, he should be sober enough by then." Right, see you tomorrow then."The following. .. I didn't mean to scare you, if I did," she told me stepping in even further into the light. She was beautiful as I stood there staring at her, my mouth agape, still in a state of shock upon seeing her. She was tall, certainly well built and wore what appeared to be a simple white shift, barely covering her body, form fitting as hell, and damn near see through as flimsy as the garment was. I could easily see the prominent outline of her breasts, dark areola showing clearly through, and even. “Yes Eric your Father and me have made up the list of crew, but you still have to do your duty to the Breeding Program and the 300 women...” Eric broke in on Wendy’s prepared speech that he had heard before.“Wendy what is MY relation to these women. Your the record keeper on this “Breeding Program“. Wendy have you ever heard of the “Six Degrees Of Separation Rule.” It’s the quint idea that all people are six, or fewer, social connections away from each other. It’s also known as the 6 Handshakes. I inhale deeply, taking in the fresh, pine laden scent of the mountain air, my body softly tensing and releasing as I tease myself. I slip a hand over my mound, my thighs opening to give better access, my other hand moving to my breast, kneading it gently. My breathing picks up as my earlier desires hit me full force and I squeeze my breast harder, my hips rocking up against my hand as my belly clenches. I slide my hand into the tight confines of my leggings, letting my fingers run teasingly.