Then as another stroke of luck, I broke up with Chris and felt like pleasuring myself, so you got a front-row seat to that as well. I'll tell you this... though, I'm enough of a bitch that if you weren't my biggest fan, I probably would have turned you in though, Vince." You're not a bitch, Rebecca; you're a wonderful woman that deserves someone that loves you for you. I love that you play basketball even though I've never played in school." You just like me in my jersey, don't you?" she. I turned down a few roads until it was almost too dark to see. I took one last chance on a road that sounded familiar. I drove down it for 2 miles until it turned to gravel. That scared me, but I knew the Rave was on a gravel road, so I kept going a bit. I only saw 2 mailboxes for the next mile, and after the second one, I had to slam on my brakes!The Road just ended in a ditch! what the fuck, I almost drove into it. I was so frustrated, and it was pitch dark. So, I put it in reverse, hit the. Before she unbuttoned my skirt, I stopped her and guided her back to her feet, then slipped her coat from her shoulders and placed it on the seat. I slipped her jumper over her head and I was pleased to see she was not wearing a bra. Her still-firm breasts sprang free and I paid her the same attention as she did me.After squeezing and playing with her breasts, I moved slowly downwards to the waistband of her jeans, which were already undone.Gently licking and probing her belly button with my. .. she couldn't live in the male only bunkhouse so they had converted a tack room into a cabin complete with plumbing. Nothing fancy, but it was shelter. She had a nice sized bed, a closet, dresser and desk that she used to do some writing on her computer.Better than the places she had lived after her parents had died. She had been shuttered to a couple different temporary households but those taking her in were more interested in the monthly checks than in looking after her.This was fine with.