"I smiled at him. "I could too, but you know it's not that easy. I wish it was." I know." He replied."But, that doesn't mean we can't see each other o... weekends, random weekdays." Yeah. Eight hours is nothing by car. I'll drive it to be with you." He assured me."We can take turns. I think Ryleigh will enjoy seeing you more as well." I said."I can't wait to see her more." You've already been so good to her. She loves when you come to visit." I commented."Good, because I'll be visiting more."I. Little did I know, he got the jest well. The toll of the bell, pitchy as it is, was the most wondrous noise to hear, and everyone practically leapt from their seats for lunchtime. Only two more periods of this melodrama then home time… then another one and half semesters… and more years… It dragged me down, but at least I had one friend. This friends voice, low and seductive it was, suggested, Mind if I tag along? Um… course not., I replied, holding back my trepidation and my need to shout. Tonya closed her eyes as the water shot out of the hose. Nancy quickly drenched the helpless Harding's body, moving the spray to cover every inch of the tightly bound Tonya!The water was nice and warm, and Tonya actually felt herself relaxing in the spray. She decided that THIS kind of treatment was OK with her as she luxuriated in the warmth... After a couple of minutes, the water stopped; Tonya opened her eyes, and Nancy was putting the hose down."Are you going to shave me, Nancy?" Well...",. I feel hot and somewhat bothered. So she saw me checking out her ass, and she showed me a bit of cleavage. But it means nothing. Why should it? She may be 20, 23 tops, probably a student with a boyfriend and a loan, doing a vacation job. I’m old enough to be her grandfather for fuck’s sake. But there was something about the hard look she gave me that was almost a challenge. Maybe she saw her wicked great-uncle or am I indulging in senile imaginings? Probably, but that didn't stop me going back.