‘Yes, sir, you’re right. Is there something, anything you need?’ ‘No, Charlie,’ he said. ‘No, I’m no scout, if that’s what you think,...but thank you for that mistake.’ I didn’t have an answer for his comment. I stood there in right field looking like a dumb-struck teenager, which I was. ‘Here, sit,’ he said, standing and offering me the seat next to him. I should have refused, but I thanked him and sat. I looked at this man, the one with the matching eyes and t-shirt, this man that knew my real. But then, it occurred to me that I saw the color blue, and there was nothing about any wild creature I knew of that was blue, not unless there was a mandrill monkey wandering around in the forest.I said, "Hold on a second, Granddad. I think I see something."I laid the phone down and looked through the binoculars. I scanned the trees carefully from inside the glass, but I wasn't seeing anything. Until ... yeah! There was a jeans-clad leg visible just behind a tree about ten feet inside the tree. Mmmmmm! I moaned softly as I felt her hot breath on my poon. Moments later, she parted her lips and outstretched an avid tongue. Oh god! I moaned as I felt her tongue dive past my labia. It traveled all the way up my pussy before being pulled back out. Want a taste? she inquired in a sensual voice. Although all I want was to feel that worm tongue of hers inside me again, I nodded. Smiling, she got to her feet and I soon found myself peering up at her. Before I could even realize what was. As we talked I noticed that hekept looking at my legs and breasts and I wondered if he fancied me.I tried not to think about it too much as I felt stirrings in mygroin and it wouldn't do to serve customers with a hard on making myskirt tent.By closing time I felt great. Many customers had complimented me onmy attire and how pretty I was (including a couple of men whoobviously fancied me) and the staff were all supportive and I decidedthat I would make some forays into nearby Manchester and seek.