I started to rise just a bit, but a strong hand in the middle of my back pushed me down--firmly, but gently."Give them a show," he whispered.And I jus...t relaxed and let him carry on.On guy kneeled down near my face. He pulled my muscle short off then wrapped it around my wrists and extended my arms fully. He then kneeled on to top of them so I was pinned and so his cock was close to my face as he kept stroking.It was then that I felt another set of hands removing my shorts. I knoew they weren't. However, that is another story and one not for me to tell today."Anyway, Michael became as close to a friend to me as I probably had in Crystal Heights. He seemed to be quite close to the coffee shop owner and so it was okay for me to sit and chat with him for an hour or so whilst he drank his coffee. He never demanded sex yet always tipped a few dollars or so every time we talked." He never asked for sex?" No, never. I asked him once why he didn't and he told me it was because he felt I didn't. Jed's appearance however, was definitely that of a tramp. Dirty clothes in need of wash and repair most of the time, and seldom clean shaved or a trimmed beard, just unkempt growth, unclean teeth and boots held together with string and hope. Jed could do many things, mend fences, dig holes, clean cars and farm equipment, he was great with animals and seasonal crops. In spite of his clothes, he kept his body clean by washing wherever he could, and ate whatever came his way. He was, in all. They almost seemed like the color of grass when it's summer, lush. She was considerably short, around 5'1, but she still had legs that went on forever, and had a curve that mimicked her hour-glass figure. Her lips were heart shaped, though her top lip was a little more full than the bottom, adding to the innocent look. And her red hair came to her shoulders. Rose always kept it in a braid that rested on her shoulder. A great deal of the kids she knew and grew up had been sold to pay off a few.