Polina grabbed a handful and examined it suspiciously, making sure no trace of red sullied her tresses.Once satisfied, she crossed her arms across her...chest and glared at him, but her expression was defeated by his triumphant grin."Well?" she asked, the corners of her mouth twitching. "What do you have to say for yourself, young one? What foolishness is this? And how the hell did you do it?"With a shout of joy he caught her up by the waist and spun in place, laughing as her feet kicked his. But women had a sensitivity to subtleties of expression and behaviour far too fine to be expressed in words, they should, she argued, show more confidence in this valuable aptitude and make more use of it. So this morning, she was following not only her intuition but her own advice. She little knew where they would lead her. When she reached the house she was disappointed to find that it lay at the end of a long drive. She stopped outside the gateway (there was no actual gate) and pondered. He quickly took off his shirt and jumped into the water, splashing about and swimming a few strokes to show it was quite safe. She already had her swimsuit on under her blouse and shorts so she stripped off and carefully waded in.The water had been heated by the sun and was fantastic! They splashed about as they usually did and after half an hour they waded back to shore to dry off. They both towelled ourselves down and then lay the towels next to each other to dry off properly in the. Your presence excites me. Your scope will be pointing at me right now and you’ll refocus it onto my bedroom when I go upstairs. Then you watch me intently as I lie on my bed and masturbate in front of you. God, I love that, being watched makes me so hot. I’ll bring myself to an earth-shattering orgasm, knowing you’re watching every move and getting off on it. You’re a sick voyeur, a dirty pervert, and I love that!Your house overlooks the rear of mine. Our gardens are attached. I spotted you.