“You’ll have to put your sandals back on, because we have to cross the stone driveway.” I watched as she bent over her sandals and fiddled with...the buckles. Her lively breasts barely managed to stay inside her top, and she gave them a good jiggle when she was sure I was watching. I took her by the hand and led her towards the bamboo garden, carrying my pruning shears in the other hand. She was already a bit tipsy, and she held onto my arm for support. “It’s so quiet and peaceful out here,”. He’d never been one of those men who marry somebody and they become the replacement for their mothers. Pete could cook well. He just couldn’t see a reason why he’d want to anymore, other than for basic sustenance. Things which he’d once enjoyed making for himself and Maggie just didn’t appeal to him anymore. Fuck, he said to himself, breathing didn’t appeal to him much anymore either, but he kept doing that rather automatically. He got up and he went to work day after day. It gave him his only. ‘And now I’m going to pose you again, moving that hand down between my dolly’s legs for a little playtime. This is going to be your favorite part of being a doll. It’s certainly mine. You can feel me holding your wrist and easily, effortlessly sliding that hand and that arm down so that you’re touching yourself for me. And doesn’t that feel so wonderful? There are no thoughts to get in the way of that pleasure, nothing between you and your arousal but cool, clear air in your empty head. Nothing. It didnt take him long to feel that was some kind of invite to come in to my room as he stepped pass me and went straight to my window to look out. He stood at the window for a minute or more who knows time seem to have passed me by and I would have known. He turned and looked straight in to my eyes. He said youre the girl that&hellip, He went quiet and didnt say another word until he walked up to me and looked straight in to my eyes. You are the girl that run at night at the field that is.