Now you have to remember that this singing and playing thing started last fall with Mizz Ann's violin and Mister Jim's banjo and my Dan playing bass g...itar and we did a few simple bluegrass tunes. We've grown. Just like everything in my life, there was this seed planted, waiting to sprout.Tonight we are almost polished. Dan and Mister Jim take turns MC'ing and Bill Hardesty has replaced Dan on the bass, most of the time. Dan's back to guitar and with practice, he's pretty good. Teresa and I do. I clear my throat as I start on another side of the fence. Still watching you out the corner of my eye. You start to rub oil on your body getting it all lathered up. I watch as you cover your thighs and chest. I see your nipples getting hard as you do this. “OH fuck!!!” I say under my breath. I reach down and grab my hard on to move it to a more comfortable position. I'm covered in sweat so I take my shirt off. Wiping my chest and neck with it. I'm still watching you out the corner of my eye. I. It does things to me, and I can’t concentrate.” “But you like it really, don’t you?” she said in that innocent way she had. Kicking off her black heels and wrapping her shapely legs around his thighs, she gently pulled him toward her. He put up a little resistance but she opened her legs wider and wrapped them further around him, her dress riding up her thighs as she did. He couldn’t help himself as he pressed into her, pushing the soft material a little further up. She felt his hard cock. ’ Reni looked at the small pile in her hands, skirt, blouse, bra, now where were her…? She went to the floor to check under the bed. When she came up, he was holding the missing article of clothing, the bright red silk thong dangling from his finger. ‘Are you looking for these?’ His tone was the most innocent she had ever heard, but his smile gave it away. ‘Yes, thanks…’ Reaching out to snatch them away, she saw him draw his finger out of her reach. ‘Hey.’ Devlin looked at the panties on his.