Looking the woman over Keko could see the swell of the woman’s ample breast straining to escape her uniform, the design of the uniform hiding many o...f the woman’s assets except for her long legs. Her fiery red hair aglow in the sunlight cut short to curve around her full face. When the woman looked at them, it felt like a spark jumped between the two women, as if they were communicating with one another and then the woman was moving towards the two of them as if she was filled with purpose.. This was a huge validation that my innocent game was for real. The finger was pacing back and forth along the edge of the hole before disappearing. At this point I was overwhelmed, but remained cautious about getting anywhere near the hole. In the ecstacy of knowing for sure I had someone staring I opened my speedos and pulled the cord ties loose. I tried my best to erotically play and poked my finger inside the swimmers shifting my finger along inside of the tie cord, whilst turning to. Starting in 3rd grade when I caught him trying toopen the class ant farm and release some 40 ants into the classroom. I'dsimply asked him not to and he didn't. I think he appreciated being askedinstead of ordered like his parents and our teachers had done most of ourlives. Ever since then when he go the urge to do something mischievous he'dask me first. I'd usually ask him not to unless it was mostly harmless andhe wasn't likely to get caught. He had a small mole under his right eye anda scar. That meant that I was in no hurry to get anywhere, but I did hope to find a hotel and restaurant before too late in the day.Late that afternoon, I topped a low hill and heard gunfire in the distance. Naturally, I urged my horse ahead to investigate. If it was what I expected, I hoped to arrive in time to make a positive contribution. Yes, as I expected, it was a small cabin under attack by a band of Indians. Because of the distance and the dust kicked up by the running horses, I really could.