Jon in the meantime was asking if I could come play with him, and of course, that made me embarrassed and my face turned beet-red. ‘Sure I’ll come...to play with you sometimes when your mom isn’t so busy. Right now she’s grocery shopping and doing a great job taking care of you.’ As I handed Jon one of my business cards I said, ‘Maybe you can give your mom this little card and she can invite me to play with you.’ Jon told me he had a sandbox with some trucks before Jill put her arms out to take. We would plant in May or June latest or we would lose the whole crop,” he answered.l that field is three acres of cleared ground. Soy beans are about $10 a bushel at this time. That is transported to the auction house and ready to sell price. We figure if you get the maximum of fifty bushels per acre on the three acre plot that is one hundred and fifty bushels. One hundred and fifty bushels at $10 each is S1,500. The profit on that will be somewhat less. I will sign a lease with you to. ”“What about you, Patti?” Maria asked. Vern shook his head.“No, Mom. I haven’t done a thing.”Maria leaned back in her chair and reached for a pad of paper on the counter. Her robe gaped widely.“Mom!” Andy yelped again.Maria returned to her position at the table. “Like the view?” she smiled, tearing off pages and handing them to the two teens. “Make a list of all the girls, Andy, and all the guys, Patti, in your class who aren’t going out with anyone.” She reached back again to grab pens and. “Are you waiting for someone in particular?” I asked.There was a pause, as he turned towards me. He put his lager on the bar.“Yeah,” he said, “you, you idiot!”In no time at all, we were on the couch in the quiet lounge, snogging like billy-o; his lips were moist and delicious and his kisses tasted of mint and lager, as our tongues feverishly explored one another. His hands were everywhere but mostly they were in my crotch, which was becoming quite damp from all the pre-cum now flowing again..