Her openness, her encouraging me to explore my desires, she was an amazing, gorgeous girl and I found my feelings for her growing.It was complicated. ...Maybe things had gotten out of hand. One experiment, that one experience I had that night at Kara’s place with Darren was probably a mistake. Then letting it happen again, for sure was. I could just chalk it up to the drinks, or being young and wild, but I knew it was more. It wasn’t like he just gave me a blowjob, or even I gave him one, or any. ”When she asked what fire lynched was he pointed to the foundations. Even after the many decades, there was still a scorched look to the inside of the bricks, and the ground inside the foundations looked... different... from that in the field.She shivered and gripped herself with her hands nearly digging into the flesh of her upper arms. Then she stood looking at the ground between the picnic table and the brick foundation for several minutes. Finally, he lifted her head so that they could look. “I take it you aren’t here to complain about your treatment on our little blind date?” I hung my head and felt my cheeks turning the color of the wine.“No.” I muttered.“What?” He asked with a chuckle.“No.” I managed a little louder.“Then what can I do for you?” He asked coldly.“I want to have sex with you again.” I whimpered.“No you don’t.” He said. He took a sip of wine and added, “You want to get fucked by me. You want to get fucked long, and hard, and deeper then any other man is capable of,. Two rows were close together with another row on top, but yet another row was about seven feet from its closest neighbor. When we got closer, we could see that one end of the gap was partially blocked by a skewed bale. Sloppy work, but maybe a lifesaver for us, especially since the open space was in the lee of the wind."Okay, Ladies, we can make this work," I directed. "Haul out those standard duty tarps and the gutter nails. Stretch Rachel's twelve by sixteen over the bales and drive the nails.