In the end, their search somehow brought each of them to New York, a city that they saw as a shining beacon of opportunity, a place to begin the proce...s of rebuilding the hope that had been bled away during their unhappy childhoods. He found work at a department store, working nights as a stockman. From midnight to eight a.m., six days a week, he refilled the shelves that had been picked near bare by hoards of shoppers the previous day. It was lonely work. There were only two or three other. "I am sorry. I won't touch you there." Dad started to pull his hands away, but she clamped her knees tighter, holding his fingers in place between her legs."Please…it feels good," she stammered ashamedly and slowly spread her knees wider, allowing his fingers to continue the gentle massage between her legs, as she tossed her head back and moaned quietly as a young girl would."Are you enjoying your visit to the farm?" He mindlessly asked as he pulled her now wet panties aside allowing his. They all went up there together three or four times a year. In the summer, Kyle took the wife and kids. Kyle suggested that they find some "company" to keep them entertained during their hunting trip. The three began discussing possibilities but, in time, they decided that they needed some element of danger in this adventure. Although they were drunk, they were well aware of what they planned.An hour later, at closing time, the three left for home. The waitress decided that Andy needed comfort. I think it was our mutual candidness that made us comfortable with each other pretty quickly.During our conversation, I didn't even notice that we had already taken to caressing the other's leg and inner thigh. Once I picked up on this though, I just decided to go for it."You know what? I think you're gorgeous, and I really want to kiss you now," I said. "You ok with that?" Yes. Please do!"And from that first kiss on, there was no stopping us. We were all over each other. Before I knew it, her.