Was that a smile? she wondered.Dessie knew that her husband particularly liked perch and crappie, so she washed the surface of the flat rock she had s...tarted using to clean her fish. She had a lightweight, folding cutting board that she used when mixing her biscuit dough, but the rock near the lake made dousing it with water easy when cleanup time came. Since her knife didn’t have a scaler on the back of the blade, and rather than contend with scaling the small perch with a razor-sharp knife,. We started little by little touching each other, slowly exploring her body, and she mine. I kiss her and I massage her beautiful breasts then I go down to her pussy that quickly becomes humid, while my dick becomes very hard. Then I plunge with my head between her legs and start licking her pussy and playing with my fingers, massaging her nipples. Her cunt gets very wet and she moans of pleasure. It is getting very hot, although she doesn't want to suck my cock, and she tells me she doesn't. I saw Mistress and Jill come in from the side and it wasn't long before my bra was being removed. I stood still while someone took it off of me and my little titties were exposed and the bells started ringing.I stood there in just my panties, but it wasn't long. Some boy came up behind me and hooked his fingers into my panties and slowly slid them down my legs. Once he had them at my ankles, I lifted my feet one at a time so he could remove them. Now I was naked again. He rubbed my cunt, then. Locking my bedroom door as I hurriedly entered, I sleptalone, chiding myself for violating the confidences Iwas trying to create.Sleep did not come easily that night, and the steadyrainfall that heralded the morning was a mere precursorto one of the worst days of my life. Anna was gone, herbed never slept in and a one word note on the kitchentable that merely proclaimed ‘Sorry.’ I searched forher everywhere but she was unheard of; a shadow thathad swept through my life like a spring.