I heard through a few friends about this job in the farm country. Better pay, more hours than I could get at the crappy dinner I usually worked at dur...ing the year and I wouldn’t come home smelling like fries every night. So I took it, no questions asked. I wish I asked a few more. The job was for this farm community in the middle of nowhere. I thought this would be great to strike my independence a little. I was going to be living in a large farm house with a group of girls. The farmers we’d. When my mother was killed, I didn't even try. He's hurt us for the last time."There is a bank account at Grayson's bank, oddly enough, that my father used to put a little money in, but I've not even thought about it until right now. It's in my mother's name, if you want to close it."Mr. Bell spoke up, "Brian, we discovered that account and transferred the contents into your cash account at Wells Fargo. Colleen, did you notify the depositor about future deposits? If not, then he got a pass once. .. let's call it liberated." So we waited, and eventually Doris made her entrance. She came into the room nervously, looking embarrassed, without saying anything, her arms by her side, and her eyes averted. She was wearing a pale yellow sleeveless top, buttoned down the front like a shirt, leaving her slender arms bare. It was thin and tight fitting, and it was obvious she was not wearing a bra. It seemed to be moulded over her pert little tits and her nipples were easily visible through the. And I want her. Oh yes, I want her so badly.Juliette dresses quickly, transforming herself once more. I watch the metamorphosis from sexual goddess to down-to-earth, jeans and t-shirt wearing ‘school-run-mum,’ no different from any other. She runs a comb through her hair and applies a touch of make-up. Her performance is over for today.I often wonder if she displays herself to her husband at night or if I’m the sole recipient of her sexual charms. I can’t tell. He comes home late and the.