I grabbed the white fluffy comforter from the closet and smoothed that over the bed. I tossed my many pillows on the bed and stood back and smiled. No... a wrinkle was on the bed, but I'm sure that would be changing.I looked at my watch. It was only noon. 6 more hours to go. I ate a salad for lunch. I wasn't really hungry. It was probably the butterflies that were starting to build in my stomach.I decided I might as well do some laundry and other chores around the house. I washed the dishes and. It’s actin more pure than Ah really is.The second time he took me way inter town tew McDonalds Ah tole him to stop by the loggin road on the way back. That’s a real good place to park yer truck and git in the back and go at it. Binn there plenty of times with plenty of guys.Now Ah got real nice big tits and thets gotten me lots of tention since they sprouted. Ah got real good at titty fucks if’n Ah couldn’t screw or didn’t really like the guy enough to let him in mah pussy. It’s a good thing. His intention all along with Tom Henry was to have another slave around the house, someone close to my own age, and Tom was just twenty. Someone to keep me company when I grew bored. Maybe a boy like Tom Henry wasn't exactly the best choice for that, but then again, I hadn't given him much of a chance either. It was about time to fix that and Mr. Reiser enjoyed seeing us together, just talking over dinner, because sometimes a little friendly conversation at the table is all a man wants.The. .bet he can almost taste your juices , smell them , wonder if he is trying to lick your cunt through the opening , bet he wishes he had a longer tongue .Wonder if he can get his hand through the letter box , finger you while I slap your ass …...slap slap slap slap , your ass reddens , see my hand print left on the soft skin .Bet he has his hand on his cock , pulling like mad I bend you over so your eyes are level with the letter box and it opens and you are looking into his eyes . It snaps shut.