"You can't hide from me. I can feel you!" "Uh, sorry, babysis," Bill said, using his pet name for her. She had been born second by three minutes. "I d...dn't know you were home and...uhhh..." "Why don't you come in?" "Uh, maybe I should..." "Maybe you should come in instead," Meredith pressed. Bill returned up the steps and pushed into the room. "Uhhh, hi!" he greeted, smiling though his face felt flush. "When did you become shy? It's not like we haven't seen each other before." "Yeah, but. "Would you like to do that?" one of the boys hanging onto Denise asked her. "I bet you would. All you chicks are crazy about horses 'cause they bring you off when you're riding 'em."Denise flushed even more. How did he know that? It seemed all her deepest, darkest secrets were fast becoming common knowledge. How could some boy she'd never met know that she got off while riding horses, that the rubbing of her cunt against the horse's back as she rode them, squeezing his muscular body between her. I've been told that you've been moving quite a few cords of firewood with your own crew. If you tell me what you need, and how much you might be willing to pay for it, I'm sure we can come to a nice little arrangement."While I liked the fact that he sure didn't beat around the bush when it came to telling me why he had called me, I knew I needed to speak with my father before discussing anything further with this Art Driscoll person. It wouldn't do for me to make any plans before he and I had. I'm going to fuck you," Cassandra replied in her mannish voice.No, not that. I'm a virgin," Lana begged."Please, don't lie. I have seen you with the gardener," Cassandra answered.Lance was about to call it quits. Lana, however, silenced him.Lana felt Cassandra's silky hands move under her petticoat and skirt. They gently ran across her flaming butt until they reached the waistband of her panties. These were slowly drawn down her legs and removed. Lana pushed her knees together and crossed her.