." I said, my voice fading away as I held my breath waiting for a response.After a very short pause Helen asked, "I take it you're not thinking of the... sort of thing that Natasha wears to school everyday, are you?" No," I admitted, "I was thinking of something more along the lines of the uniforms worn in the St. Trinian's film."I was happy that the idea hadn't been squashed out of hand. "If you could find something suitable around town that would be fine," I added, "just so that all four of you. ”“Okay, so the women who want the jet setting lifestyle are out. What about all the farm girls out there?”“I’ve met quite a few of those. They’ve been weeded out for one reason or another. I don’t mind the isolation, and most girls, women, do. Even with help, the work is hard and unending, especially with the resort ranch. Some didn’t like the weather, and a couple wanted to have a new house.”I smiled. “And the rest, you didn’t get along with for one reason or another.”He smiled back. “Yep.. I'll probably have a great big wet one tonight," he joked."Hey Nick. Can I ask you a really personal question?" I asked."How personal?" he said looking up and losing the grin on his face from my serious look."Personal. As personal as you probably can get," I said in a hushed voice.He glanced at the screen, then back at me for a moment, then frowned and said, "I don't know... Tell me your question, then maybe I'll answer it and maybe I won't." All right," I said, seeing his uneasiness peeking. She kept her head down and kept sucking on his cock as he put the car in gear and backed out of the clearing. As he pulled off the rough road he stopped for a few seconds. Jori started to pull back but he put his hand on her head and pushed her down. "Keep sucking," he commanded her.She obeyed. His cock was bigger now, too big to fit fully into her mouth. She began bobbing her head up and down on his shaft. She realized that she was enjoying the sensation of his smooth skin sliding between her.