She could see I was hesitating."Go on, I'm sure they will fit you, they are quite stretchy."Did I catch a look of teasing glee on her face or was I be...ng paranoid.I pulled the shorts up quickly under my long T shirt so that shewouldn't be able to see the panties that I was wearing. The shortsfitted me like a second skin, clinging tightly around my bottom. Igroped for the zip, its position alien to me at the side, fiddling withtrembling fingers under my T shirt trying to zip them up. She was at. She was smiling from ear to ear and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.“Oh my God!” she gasped “Simon! You’re amazing! I want you all the time!”She kissed him then, shoving her tongue deep into his mouth and Simon was shocked. He let her explore his tongue and inner cheeks but was too stunned to respond in any way.Then she started moving her body up and down. She grunted with every down-stroke and held him tightly with her arms and thighs.“Oh yes!” she gasped, “Give it to me Lover!”Simon. ’ Lacy turned to the mirror. She was almost afraid to look, but she forced herself to be calm. Her eyes were her best feature: deep and almost startling blue. She’d always wanted raven black hair to set them off, but the dyes she’d tried made her look like she’d put shoe polish on her head. Now, however, as she watched in the mirror the red disappeared to be replaced by glossy black tresses that curled around and caressed her face like a crown of willful and sensual ivy. It was just what she’d. "What are you smiling at," Torry asked him."Just thinking about how much I love this farm." But you don't grow anything. None of the fields are plowed and nothing is here but weeds," she replied."But you are so wrong," Steve told her."Really? What do you grow here?" she asked.They had just crossed over the little hill that surrounded the grove of fruit trees as the path wound down toward the swimming hole. He just said, "Guess." I don't have a clue," Torry told him."Look around. What do you.