A thick drizzle rained down from her soaked panties. She reached her hand under and yanked them to the side, releasing a jet that pounded against the ...runchy leaves and splattered over her thighs and butt. Her bottom half was getting coated in her liquid but she didn't care, she just enjoyed the relief. A wave of pleasure rolled over her as the pressure slowly declined; she rocked her head back with closed eyes and sighed, “Ohhhh fuck…” As she drained her body, the only sound was the. ." I whispered in his ear.Suddenly the world spun around me. I looked around and suddenlywondered what I had been so afraid of. The music was good. The crowdright. What had scared me about this place?"Todd?" I said, my voice still a whisper."What?" Would you get me something to eat and drink?" I said.Todd looked into my eyes and smiled for the first time since we arrivedat the party. "Sure... Sure I will..." he said. "Excuse me."Todd moved past me to the table filled with food. I smiled,. "Not anything high-minded ladies like YOU would want to wear," she almost snarled. "This is a farm town, not some boutique." Look," said Cindy, not wanting to deal with this horrible woman, who obviously had designs on her poor innocent daddy, "Our car broke down, and we're stuck here. We didn't pack clothes for this trip. We just need something to wear." Why don't you just go naked?" asked Mable, her voice sticky sweet."We did that last night!" said Denise, just as sweetly. "Now, do you have. They were an extremely friendly, hospitable and gregarious family, their doors open to all and sundry. People would pop in for a cup of coffee, a quick chat, a few jokes and make way for the next lot. It goes without saying that our visits tended to stretch far into the night: the children bedded down provisionally, a semblance of quiet relaxation descending and a glass of our favourite poison (Remy Martin cognac) warming in our hands, savouring our company, knowing full well we would have to.