I was thinking he might try and slip his hand into his pants and reward me by wanking off to what I was showing, but he was just staring and so obviou...ly I was worried someone would see him. I looked right into his eyes, smiled and said, ‘Hi, can you help me please?’ He rose from his chair and came alongside me and as I made no effort to cover up he could see my thighs crossed right over the top of my vagina. I whispered into his ear, making it look as if he was solving a computer problem for. I managed somehow, with constant obsessional effort, to be ableto see through Melissa's glasses, my brain making the necessaryadjustments. Then the headaches began in the evenings that onlywent away when Melissa came next morning and I stuck her heavyframes on my nose.I became Melissa's personal trainer, bawling her out if shedidn't do enough exercise. I gave her money for contact lenses.And all the while I made sure she kept it a secret at home,although they must have noticed her starting to. I had had irrigation lines buried for underground sprinklers in the front--but not too deep, thanks to that accursed underground rock formation--in order to make things easy for yard maintenance in the coming years.When the well-drilling guy I had hired came out to drill through that damned rock layer to find water for a well for a potable water supply for my house, I had also had him drill another hole in the rock to provide for another well specifically for watering my yard, and possibly a. She came up spiting and gasping for breath. Finally she said, “You crazy old man, All you had to do was ask, I would have said yes.” She laughed as I grabbed her again and held her close to me. I kissed her and our tongues frolicked together. She kept her grasp around my neck as well as her legs wrapped around me. I could feel the heat from her being against my stomach and I started to harden.She felt the tip of my manhood touching her ass. “feels like you are ready for round 2.” she playfully.