I had ten years on him and he was polite, exhibiting respect with lots of "Yes, ma'ams" and "No, ma'ams". It was cute, but frankly it made me feel old.... I let my mind wander to my two k**s at home, my four-year-old probably asking his Dad why Mommy isn't home for dinner. Michael's smile was warm and his khakis and light blue oxford would have been conservative if not for the extra button left open at the collar. He was athletically built, but his relative youth was betrayed by a serious crevice. ‘Name your poison! Drinks are on the house.’ ‘I’ll just take a coke, if you don’t mind,’ I said. ‘I’ll be keeping an eye on Gretchen tonight and I don’t want to muddle my thinking.’ ‘Make mine a scotch on the rocks,’ Jo said. ‘I really haven’t tried anything like this before,’ Trish admitted. ‘I only turned twenty-one a couple of months ago. What should I try?’ Lisa considered that. ‘I think something fruity.’ She marched off to the bar and started mixing drinks. ‘If you’re going to keep an eye. What Bob took pride in was his produce ... and maybe the almost religious endorsements he got from his customers.And then there were his pumpkins. Bob reserved five acres for pumpkins, to supply various markets in the fall, but mostly for fun. He loved growing them big, and had, over the years, grown some a child of nine or ten could crawl into.Normally, other than the County Fair, Bob sold the best of his pumpkins in a stand out by the road, and he trucked the rest to local grocery stores,. When the class was still again she slowly slid one finger into little Anna’s slit, her left hand wrapped around the girls left breasts and pulling at the nipple. The red head moaned softly and pushed forward, her eyes closed as she arched her back in pleasure. Casey smiled softly as her finger probed the virgin tight lips of her subject and then dove deeper, all the while explaining to the class what she was doing as Anna shivered in her arms.“...and if I do this,” another finger joined the.