“She is beautiful, isn’t she? The unblemished, smooth, dark skin on her sinewy body is radiating vitality. A slim waist and hips, long legs, perfe...ct proportions for a runner and that she is. Whenever I look at her, I see her running across endless wide plains; an image of grace and beauty. But in my mind’s eye, Chalissa is always running away from me because that’s the view of her body I enjoy the most.” He said and turned her around in his arms. “Look at her butt, it’s marvelous. Two perfectly. Mom was not willing, as it would have taken her away from her first love, the beautiful countryside, the exquisite mountain range and its fresh atmosphere. The disagreement continued and finally, they decided to split. My father went back to his city after the divorce. He again got married there.I didn?t go with dad, as i wanted to be with my mo. My father was also not much interested in taking me with him. That happened some five-years back. Mother didn?t marry again; perhaps she didn?t want. I was always outside and would help her around the yard at her house when he wasn't there. We had been working in the back yard planting flowers for a while. She had long dark hair down to her ass.She was wearing a very loose low cut shirt. Her beautiful breasts were right in front of me for my viewing pleasure. I was getting a ton of peeks at her breasts and she kept catching me peeking. She would just smile. I am sure she could see the bulge in my shorts because I caught her peeking as well.. After taking some time to breath, to splash some water on my face, I return to Sherrie to find her books stacked in two even piles at the base and head of her bunk. She has started to stretch her front leg on it's books.My job is always to 'spot' her, to rub out any kinks and to help keep the pressure in the holds to deepen the stretches.By the end, she usually shames me into practicing too but I am a 'Flyer' so all I have to do is tuck and roll, usually just stay pencil-straight. Sherrie's a.