It was a nice sunny day but the roads were deserted, then we came across a digging crew."No please," she said as I slowed the car. "There're old and d...rty." Yeah but there're four horny guys who are going to put their cocks into you," I said.I reversed up until I was level with them."Hi guys," I said getting out, "hot day for digging.I could see that they were repairing and deepening the roadside ditch. They were stripped to the waist and filthy dirty from dirt and sweat. The foreman touched. I returned with her drink and handed it to her however my cock had softened to a chubby by now but with the topic of conversation we both knew it was temporary, “Thank you” Milly said softly, “I so love your homemade juice Frank” she sighed taking a mouthful while I sat back down enjoying the view of my young neighbour sitting opposite.“So why did your mum and dad separate?” I asked, “And do you miss him?” I continued trying to find out what went wrong although to be honest I was glad of the. Some of them didn't even do that .You can't let Rosie do it!' Miranda lifted an eyebrow in surprise. 'Not to them,' said Jennifer, going on stubbornly. 'I don't care about me.' 'And that, I believe,' said Miranda, and Jennifer was startled to hear hervelvety, musical voice for the first time, 'Is also what you said to Mary thisafternoon.' Jennifer bit her lip and hung her head. There was a world of difference betweenwhat she had said to Mary that afternoon, with her neatly-brushed hair andher. "Granddaughter."She might have been 18 but Bill was thinking more like 16. She had that scrubbed innocence of a 1950's highschool sophomore. She was dressed like one, too. Her Levi's were NOT tight but rolled up and floppy. She had on a very large man's white shirt with rolled up sleeves and penny loafers on her feet ... with pennies."Whose grand child?" The old fella you bought this from." She had a sprinkle of freckles across the bridge of her nose.It was at that moment Bill looked into.