In no time at all we were in a deep embrace, kissing each other deeply.We made out for quite some time as the sun slowly began to sink behind the moun...ain slopes. I loved the colours as I caught a glimpse of them each time I opened my eyes. He put his hands around me and started to massage my breasts through my dress. I love my breasts being rubbed. It just melted me. It wasn’t much long before I felt his hands slide down the front of my dress and start to rub my legs. His touch really made me. ”Well, I know that”, she said, “but I need you to do a favor for me.”I was a little worried with the big build up to the favor. “What kind of favor?”, I responded reluctantly.”Well”, she hesitated, “I don’t really know what kind of favor.””How am I supposed to do you a favor if you don’t know what it is?”, I asked now puzzled.“I just need you to do something, and trust me. Will you do it?”, she responded cryptically.I thought for a moment, trying to understand our conversation. “I’ll do. I just wished perhaps my penis wasn’t quite as sensitive as it was around people especially with its preference for the opposite sex.Part of the problem was the fact farm kids learned and accepted livestock animals doing each other readily because it was the way of life on the farm. City kids knew little or nothing about so much screwing, animals fucking each other. I always liked farm kids. They were more confident in themselves and also had some of the best jokes too.My penis always had and. Obviously I was wearing my little boy lost look."Now we have to figure out what size hole we have to drill." I noticed Chuck had been carrying a wooden box. He set it down, opened it up and picked up one of the micrometers inside."Yeah," he said when he noticed my look. "This is the set Beth was playing with when she was five. I could just use a ruler but this just seems appropriate, considering everything."Okay, looks like a little better than a quarter inch will do it. Let's go with a.