She kept on begging, reminding me of Mr. Gibbons comments and I finally agreed.We drove seventy miles, it raining all the way, and we walked two miles... between lots auctioned. It was my first auction and it was a little exciting, however it was nothing to cheer about. The second auction was underway when we arrived, and there were very few people in attendance. There was a small tractor and the auctioneer was becoming desperate, trying to get a bid. Fran kept elbowing me and telling me to bid.. Closer study of the markings allowed me to identify them as a small scene - almost like a nativity. It was definitely a baby lying in a crib of some description but I couldn't make out any more than that.I returned the stone to my pocket for now and got up to head downstairs before Mom shouted for me again.The last few days before Christmas passed quickly. I shared all of the details of my second trip to Gael with Brenda. She, of course, interrogated me once again to find out all of the. Jokingly to start with,both of us laughing and I have got to be honest,i started to flirt with her....I was getting quite aroused.After a couple more drinks we were both quite tipsy and she was sat nearly on top of me,the really strong scent of her leather coat was starting to get me very hard..i..think she noticed when her hand rested on my thigh......she looked at me and whispered in my ear,that what she really was missing was sex and judging what was going on in my trousers,she said she was. “Touch them Kshitiz,” I find myself boldly saying.He doesn’t hesitate. His big hands cover my breasts as he gently squeezes them. I let out a soft moan. His fingers tease my nipples as we keep our eyes on each other. I feel wetness between my legs immediately.I push him back gently and start to slip my shorts off. He stares at me closely and smiles. I stand there in my white cotton panties and he waits for me to remove them. I’ve never been naked in front of a guy before so I was scared but at.