So they bid his gud nite and went to sleep. Only me n uncle was left and we started cleaning. Now he can see my b**bs as I am bending down and pickin... up the waste. I understood that he is enjoying this. Later on he asked me to change the dress as it is getting dirty and he will clear up the rest.I went to my room and took bath once again and changed to my night dress. I usually wears nothing under my night dress. After that, I came down and went to check what my uncle is down out in the. As I closed my eyes, my body relaxing, I felt a strong hand cover my mouth. My eyes shot open, and I started to scream when he whispered in my ear, with a voice as soft as honey, but as strong as a lion, Dont make a sound. I dont want to hurt you, he said his tone softening, if I remove my hand will you promise me you wont scream? I nodded my head slowly. He removed his hand and walked around to the side of the tub, where I could see him. He was tall, around 64. He had blonde hair and black. I didn't say anything. Spencer chuckled. "It's his system. Who better to use it to advantage?"Everybody else faded from existence, as far as Rico was concerned. "How did you come up with it?" he asked."It just made sense to me," I said. "When I explained the concept to everybody, we all revised it until it seemed to be able to work for us. It's been a work-in-progress ever since." It makes sense to me, too, but nobody at home could see how it worked. You talk to each other a lot on the field,. Le piacevano le piogge estive, come a tutti, ma non durante le parite.Il campo bagnato rendeva tutto più confuso, i falli si moltiplicavano e la pioggia le tappava i pori della pelle, impedendo al sudore di uscire e dandole l'impressione di soffocare, annegare quasi.Ancora due ore al fischio di inizio.Tempo sufficiente per raggiungere il campo è preparasi in tranquillità.Di solito le piaceva arrivare prima e chiudersi nel suo spogliatoio, unico vero vantaggio dell'essere donna in un ambiente.