Pleasure me right and you will be rewarded. Lowering my gaze I look southward. My jeans, my favorite, faded, perfectly fit, button front jeans are in ...desperate need of a wash. I’m soaked clear through. And hot. So very, very hot. Lowering my hands I skim them over my belly, my hips, towards my buttons. Popping two I pull back. Anticipation is half the fun after all. Teasing I touch my belly, the band of my jeans. Movement above catches the corner of my eye. Looking up I notice a new hole.. To my surprise, he was actually online and responded with his cell phone number and asked me to call him.Patrick was a cool guy. He said he wasn’t sure if I was for real or just a teenager in a garage posting on the internet. I laughed and told him that Donna thought the same thing about him.He agreed that he’d like to meet up with us on our next pass through Dallas. I told him we were about two hours away. We agreed to a place and a time and to call about an hour before the meetup.As Donna. She turned to face me,“Yes worried she might be getting up to something she shouldn't.”I felt an involuntary gulp come on,“What on earth can she get up to that she shouldn't here?” I asked.Jean smiled at me and her shoulders rocked up and down as she gave a small laugh.She took a couple of steps towards me and lowered her voice,“I'm not stupid you know,” she said, “I have noticed in the past that you have run an approving glance over my daughter. I also know that for the past couple of years,. He knows he works for you, so go say hi to him. He was in school with me, even though he's a lot older than I am, and has some very good construction experience." How are you coming with people? Are you going to have enough?" I asked, knowing good construction people are hard to find."I have enough to get the job done right now, but it will take a long time to complete the projects with the ones I have. Hopefully more men will hear about the job and come over. This should be a project that will.