"Well," Max said. "I can't tell you about the woodland part of it that much since I've never dealt with it. Farmland, though, I can tell you this much...: the prices go up and down. In the long run it's usually a good investment to buy land, but in the short run you can get your butt shot off. Prices go up and down, but the bottom line is not what the land is worth to you but what it's worth to a buyer, and whether you have a buyer around who will pay the price you want. I can tell you that's just. His fingers pried into the crack of my ass, touched my anus gently and my knees went weak again. He traced the little gap separating that opening from my pussy, and I remembered how his guide dog's nose had felt as she'd touched me there, and tried not to squirm.I was blushing furiously throughout all this, of course. I mean, after all, the whole art class was watching, sketching me while all this was going on! And to make it even worse, the teacher was snapping pictures for the school Web site. She went to the bedroom and quietly opened the door and looked in. Her husband was sound asleep. She walked to the kitchen and went out the door.She walked to the barn, her body tingling, her breasts throbbing, heart thumping, and bolts of wet heat shooting and rippling up and down her cunt.She entered the barn and saw her father-in-law standing by a stall. He was stroking his crotch, rubbing it up and down. “Come here, honey,” he said. She walked to him.He had her in the stall.He. "No, not yet. But knowing him it's just a matter of time. I got away while he was at the club one night. He never usually let me out of his sight for more than a few minutes, but he got a phone call from the club one afternoon last week and tore out of the house like a madman. I saw my chance and I ran."We were silent, with only the sounds of the water and our shifting bodies to disturb the quiet."Uhm... what was that you said earlier about having sex with girls?" I asked, dragging my fingers.