It was rainy that summer between high school and college and I ended up working most of the time by myself. If someone was in the pool I was required ...o be on the guard stand.I am 18 and a pretty girl if I do say so myself. I just graduated high school. I was on the swim team and was a long distance swimmer. I got a scholarship, a small one, to swim at State which I am attending next fall. I am cute or so I've been told. I have short hair, just below my ears and it is almost white. I am very. But for it to be developed, it usually meant a house of some kind would already be standing on the property. I was perfectly happy with the travel trailer, but I wasn’t married to it.A cousin of Lucy and me owned part of our grandfather’s farm. It seemed like a good idea to ask her about selling me a piece of it. So when I met her after six month out of joint, I did just that. She had suggested that I stop by and take a look at the old place. If I saw anything I liked we could talk about me. "In short order, the empty bowls of oatmeal and plates were cleared.When the doorbell rang, my bald slave scampered into the bedroom, leaving the door open just a crack.I walked over to the door and opened it. As expected, there was a nun standing there, with Vonda behind her.She was five foot six with pale green eyes and a long narrow nose. With her habit on, it was hard to determine her exact age; but I estimated mid-thirties to early forties.She held out her hand. "Mr. Woodward, I'm Theresa. "Probably a good idea," Cheryl agreed. "I don't know if I can get backin the mood again for a while." I don't think I can go back to the bathroom to change, I'll probablyneed your help." OK, how about first you give me back my panties," Cheryl suggested.Don lifted his butt, reached under his dress and the white pantiesappeared below the hem of the dress and slid down his legs. He handedthem back to Cheryl.She pulled them on and pulled her dress back down. Her part done. Shewatched as he.