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of missing the feel of them when
she was absent, made a tiny model of a bosom from some putty I had
been using to replace a window pane, as something with which I could
console myself. 's body was slim and small-boned, with attractively lithe
legs, and 's reddish-brown hair was of medium length and very fine.
"What do you think of while you are hammering nails and painting away ?"
she asked.
"Nothing much, really," I mumbled as I attacked a large packet of potato
chips. As soon as I had said this, I realized that a slightly different
response was required, and that was playing a game with me.
Hurriedly I finished munching the chips and looked 's straight in the eye.
"Well actually that's not entirely true. I tend to think of you and what I'll do
to you the next time I get you alone in this house," I smiled. "Dirty Joseph
!" laughed, knowing full well was encouraging me. Toying with 's
a little more, I said, "What gave you the idea that I think naughty thoughts
?" with as innocent an expression as I could muster upon my face. "You,"
she replied flatly.
As spoke, I had reached a hand through the armhole of 's light
summer dress and was cupping 's full breast through 's bra, enjoying
the sensation of its softness and weight. Although feigned modesty,
she did
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