They were not what Hank was watching.The object of Hank’s attention was Natalie O’Connell, his neighbour’s niece. The pretty twenty-year-old was... sitting on the bank of the pond, dangling her feet in the water. She wore tight cutoffs and a little pink tube top that struggled to hold on to her large tits. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a loose ponytail.Spying on young women was not usually Hank’s thing. However, Natalie had caught his fancy that summer. When Hank discovered her frequent. Again he paused ever so slightly. He was so dumb I loved toying with him. But the cheeky grin on my face must have betrayed me because he grabbed the padlock again and pulled. I screamed like a scared little girl and slammed the shovel into the gate again. Missing his fingers by the breadth of a hair he pulled his hands back cursing.Wide eyed he spat at me and called me horrible profanities then kicked the gate. It rattled on its hinges but did not budge. The horses were going crazy and I went. I had a few hours and so I made a few business cold calls as Brooke and itseemed to go very well. In fact, I got fewer questions about why I wascalling a male executive than I did as Jerry. Go figure. Anyways, I put ona matching lilac colored bra and panty set under a mauve and white polkadot sun dress with a halter and open back. I put on some white pumps withno stockings and headed out to my salon appointment. Four hours later, Iwalked out of there with a cut very similar to Jennifer Aniston. The stopover was for just one night, Saturday I had made and excuse to Roseanna that I had work to do and that I could not be away for more than 2 days, the house had 5 bedrooms all on-suit and all doubles with a mixture of double and twin beds, she had a maid, a Rumanian girl called hazel which I thought at the time was a strange name for a Rumanian but who am I to judge as it had occurred to me several times “what on earth am I doing here when I have such a beauty back in the village” but.