I shook her hand. "I'm pleased to meet you, Jennifer, I'm Michael Nolan." Jennifer lifted her eyebrows. "Michael, not Mike?" "You just introduced your...self as Jennifer rather than Jen or Jenny. I think I can raise the same question." Jennifer smiled. "Touche, I like you, Michael Nolan. You know how to stand your ground." Shaking my head, I said, "I wish that was true." "Oh my, that was a telling remark if I've ever heard one." I shrugged. She said, "Okay. it's obvious you have something you need. To do that he would need a car andDrew was still a year away from getting his learner's permit. The housewas isolated sitting on ten acres outside of the city. It was amodernized older ranch style four bedroom three bath pink brick home witha barn off to the side. At one time it had been a large dairy farmbefore being subdivided. The nearest neighbor was at least two milesaway. Drew didn't like it the moment he saw it. He absolutely hated itwhen she informed him it didn't have cable or. Hubby walked over, and gave me the pipe. I took a long slow hit, and felt my body come alive again. My hubby sat at the end of the bed in a chair, and told me to show him. I laid on my bottom, and took my panties off, and spread my thighs so wide, and hubby looked me up and down like a white devil slave master. I was always so embrassed when he look me over, but being embrassed was what is so exciting and erotic. Then my hubby shocked me as he leaned forward, and started cleaning my hairy. When she was younger she had been a professional singer, and had played the principal role in a great many amateur productions of light opera where she had honed her considerable acting skills. She still had a very good figure, not quite the 23-inch waist of her youth, but still very trim, although her breasts were rather small, unlike Susie who was by that stage a 34DD. I had never seen her nude, although I had often wondered what she might look like without her clothes on.I arrived at teatime.