You lean on the post just outside the chicken hen on her family's farmland and looked around. You see the winding hills and the dots of little cottage... and family farms just like your own. Also, you look at the forest to the left and the three roads that crisscrossed about half a mile from your home. At the crossroads, is your village's only inn The Dancing Cock with it's big rooster symbol above it's doorstep. The owner probably thought he was incredibly funny. You imagine what all the places. It was a bit before 1:00 and just about time to get things rolling. I did one more quick scan of the chapter describing how this was supposed to work and with just a little foreboding, I set things in motion. I opened the intercom to Fernanda’s room and listened for a few minutes to insure she was asleep. I almost nodded off myself as I sat listening to the soft purring sound she was making. She was definitely ready. I started the tape and continued to listen for the first several repeats and. Though still subdued, there was a new, distinct and clearly sexual aura about her that immediately reminded me of my own wife after her first encounter with Steve. It could only mean one thing; Carmen had been right; Steve had given Julie the fucking of her lifetime and she had loved it. “Are you ok?” she asked, puzzled and I realised I was standing with my mouth open. I laughed, embarrassed then mumbled something ridiculous and for a few minutes we chatted about the inconsequential things. I don't look as good as you do.''I think you look wonderful,' said Jim, brightening. 'And I can feelyou all excited through your corset.''That's because I've got the best looking man in town with me,' Robchuckled as he ran his hand ran up and down the big white buttons inJim's back. Feeling them and the man's heavy-duty bra underneath as hepulled Jim closer to him.'You trying to make me feel better?' smiled Jim.'Sure. I don't want my best employee upset.''I was hoping,' said Jim quietly, 'that.