They understood that Eliza and Bud had lived here many years and it was Eliza who sold me the farm.We next walked through the high end of the pasture,... where the stock all bunched up to look at us, wondering what we were doing. I showed the kids the small cave that had water pouring down the back wall, running into a small pool, and sinking into the earth. They saw how I collected water and funneled it outside to the big trough for the stock. The water that ran over the sides of the trough. We didn't even know the phrase 'skinny dipping', then. We simply didn't want to get into trouble for arriving back in wet attire. As time went by, without being aware of it, we became a little circumspect in being nude and were more covert in where we undressed, dashing into the water without looking at one another.Time passed and just after our sixteenth birthdays (we had been born a few months apart in the same year), I overheard my parents mention that Mary's parents were moving because of. She was naked apart from high stiletto heels, legs wide apart as she bent over. She was standing; she had no choice as along with her arms tied behind her back and her shoulder down, she also had her neck clamped through some sort of wooden stock.As I entered she sensed a new visitor and began to plead for help. She was blindfolded but her bright red lips were not gagged, her beautiful face framed by a full salon brunette mane.In the darkness her sweaty body glistened. Her ass glowed, her long,. Barely on the edge of melting. I know it seems a little weird, but it’s closer to Sunny Corner if I go over the mountain rather than head downstream.I have the perfect vehicle for that. A former six wheel drive ambulance with an Isuzu 3.9 four cylinder turbo diesel powering a four speed manual transmission with hi-lo transfer case, locking hubs and decent clearance. Tires are 12 ply and almost impossible to collapse when airless.I can’t claim I never got lost but the GPS did mention that I was.