That always puzzled me, but soon I was to learn why. Charlie was the oldest youngster to be selected lawn boy by Mrs. B. Then Douglas, Paul, Peter and...Joe occupied that post. When I was selected I started asking questions of these previous employees, but no one gave me a clue as to what to expect. It was as if there was a code of silence or a code of honor that had to be upheld. Each guy just smiled and reassured me that all would be well. The house was mysterious because it was surrounded. "I...I don't want to make you do anything....you don't have to pity me," you mutter, and I pull away, offended."Do you think I'm doing this out of pity?" I ask, getting off of your lap and sitting down, my shirt in my hands. I look away, biting my lip."No! I just...can't believe you'd want me like this. And you have a boyfriend, so we shouldn't....but I want to!" you stammer, and you grab my hand. I look at you, then look away again.You kiss my cheek sheepishly, and push me back onto your. . Her Answer back was .." NO and I would get to PICK the GUY who I want to FUCK ME".. And so I sit there with this Partially stunned Stupid Smile on my face.. While nodding my head in agreement.. OK.. So what do I do next I am thinking.. This is when her hand moves from my thigh to the back of my neck.. As she is pulling my face towards hers.. I am putty in her hands.. Opening my mouth again for her tongue.. then she rises up and pressing her Huge tits into my face I now have a very large hard. ‘I’m here, Annie! I’m right here!’ I said, lunging onto the bed to hug her to me. She sobbed for a while and settled down. She suddenly reached to her face, and clapped her hands over her eyes, realizing her dark glasses were gone. ‘Where are my glasses, Pooh? Did you take them off? ‘No, Annie, I didn’t. Let me look. Oh. You’re sitting on them. Move over a little you must have knocked them off when you sat up. Uh oh, they’re broken.’ ‘Oh, no. What will I do? You can’t see me without them, Pooh..