”“Very good,” she said. “I would like early afternoon. That should be a good for toilet service. Early morning is very pressing. Giant.”Wow.... Up to now we’ve only met in the afternoon. She continued, “If you want to really challenge yourself in my service, I recommend early morning, 7 or 8am. Afternoon should make some of it happen also.”Okay here’s the deal: I’m pretty bad at understanding signals and nuance in human interactions. This has caused me a lot of problems in my career. I take things. She was resting her back to the back of the bed and fondling my dick over my shorts with her right hand and I was pressing her breasts with my both hands. We both were moaning loudly. I tried removing her breast and brought the nipples out.Her nipples were dark brown and erect. I was pinching her nipples and she was moaning loudly and asking me to suck them. I fell on her boobs and started sucking them. I was on cloud nine as that was my first experience. I licked them hard and she was pressing. Also I needed a phone. I drove down to the shop/post office and found that they were closed for lunch. I took a walk to the pub but had no joy there either; there was a crude handwritten sign on the door, 'Closed lunchtimes October to March'. I walked back to the Landrover and waited for the shop to open.I saw an old lady turn the sign on the door at one o'clock so I went in and spoke to her. "I'm working at the gas pipeline site up the road, do you know anyone offering B & B locally?"As I was. When I was ready for her to move in, she was already there along with a feeling that she'd been there for some time. Time after that we started this conversation."I think you have something you've been wanting to tell me." I started."You mean like some dark secret I've kept from you all this time and therefore presumably wouldn't be able to tell you now for the same reasons?" That was a huge hint. She wanted to tell me. She'd wanted to tell me all along but there was some reason why she.