The main house, painted white with shutters the green of the pines for which it was named, loomed ahead. For all of its beauty, it seemed slightly eer...e, perhaps because it had witnessed more than any human could in the span of mortal life. I was the first to arrive, and chose to park on the gravel directly across the driveway from the front of the house. I arrived early so that I would have the opportunity to meet Mason properly, and to be able to admire the legendary Maison Pines. I made my. In….out; smooth and rhythmic and with each one her huge tits welled up beneath the halter top…temptation got the best of me as my fingers untied the knot binding it and pulled it open to reveal her push up bra beneath. ‘In for a pint…in for a pound’ my dad had always said as I pulled the straps off of her shoulders and revealed the wonders of her breasts…soft…smooth….faint pink areolas with textured nipples relaxed and supple. Her breaths stayed calm and even as I gazed upon the perfection. "Don't bother," he told Freda.Freda furrowed her brow, and put the phone down. "What now?" she asked.Jack began to read. "'This agency has reviewed the application submitted last summer to the Farm Home Administration for a grant for development of a storm sewer separation system in Spearfish Lake, and passed along to us by that agency."'Be advised that this agency is prepared to fund the development of a storm sewer separation system in Spearfish Lake, on a ninety percent matching fund basis,. I sweated profusely in the hot, humid air. As I walked I noticed that the ground was dipping and folding hiding the path from the view of others. I rounded the corner and you came around the corner at the same time. My mouth dropped as I saw you. You were naked and carried your clothes in your hand. I almost turned and ran but continued to walk to you. You slowed and I saw you gulp but then there was a smile as you continued to walk towards me. “Good afternoon lovely time for a walk,’ how trite.