This time my palm rested on a softer, fleshier part of her thigh, higher than before.Still she made no indication of noticing it.I went through my spi...l on those two pages and reached to turn to the next one. On the way back, my hand really dragged against her heavy tit and I rested my palm just a little higher on her thigh. I started talking about the projects pictured but my mind was elsewhere. I let my little finger move backward and it brushed the cloth in the crotch of her bikini. She had. .I've lost my job. I have very little money left from the severance pay I got, enough for a couple of month's maybe; I just don't know what I'll do." I smiled, "I have an idea." I picked up my cell phone and went into the bathroom, closing the door for privacy and called Dad. We talked for about 10 minutes. As I walked out of the bathroom, Uncle Tim looked up at me, and I smiled widely at him."Uncle Tim, what would you say to moving to the Farm with us? You could have one of the bungalows on. It turned out to be an earring, an expensive-looking one, diamond. At least it looked like it; sure didn’t look like the costume jewelry I’d so often bought for Rachel, the girl who’d broken up with me. Maybe that was why – costume jewelry for gifts.It had to be Witch’s. I groaned, knowing I had to return it to her. I had no idea where she lived or even her full name. And the last thing I wanted was to see her again. All I knew was Sabrina and it must be in the Seattle area somewhere, since we. Liz made no complaint of the errant blows, her squirming often moved her hairy core to where the next slap would be delivered. Liz moaned. “Should I stop,” asked Krista. ”Don’t you dare.” Mindy saw the exchange between Krista and Liz. She wondered if she should spank Jackie there. What it would feel like touching a woman in that place if only for the duration a slap? Jackie’s juices were smearing her thigh. the woman was totally aroused. Should she help her? Christ almighty! She was helping.