He had an attitude just like you too. He worked okaymost of the summer but started to put up a fuss about doing farm worktowards the end. Then one d...y Mr. Foster had enough. He sent Bob to workat the house helping out Mrs. Foster. You see running that big new fancytwo story farm house takes a lot of work," Andy said as he pointed in thedirection of the main house with his thumb. "The county won't pay enoughfor Mrs. Foster to hire another lady to come in and the girl's detentioncomplex? . I asked, "Penny for your thoughts?"She said, "You know I've been awfully naughty before we got together."I said, "Like when?"She started to tell me a story.She said, "You remember I told you about my high school boyfriend and his friend."I said, "Details."She began, "Well I told you about the times when his friend, Tom watched us fuck and he shot his cum on me and Bill while we were fucking. Things progressed from there. Soon his friend got more involved with Bill and me. He started lying on. ‘I will set you free, Robert,’ she’d promised. ‘Yes I am, Mistress,’ was his quiet reply. ‘Good. You’ve started paying for your sins.’ Bob cleared his throat and almost gagged on the taste that came up. ‘Where are you?’ his mistress inquired over his cell phone. ‘Somewhere in Nebraska,’ he responded, his voice a monotone. ‘Good. Okay, you have some homework to do before you sleep.’ Bob waited, obediently for his Mistresses instructions. ‘You must go out and find a place, Robert,’ she. I truly hated it. But this was different now. I grabbed my thong and pulled it back up around my waist, some of his cum still around my mouth. Walking out we talked a bit, he stopped me and said “Look Nicole, I can tell a cum slut when I see one, the way you handled my cum, you love it don’t you?” I paused… and replied “I really did.” He smiled, “I knew it, why don’t you take my number, come by the crib later and we can explore that more.” I thought about it quickly, I really did have time.