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* It was a hot August evening in the mountains of upper state New York. John was just finishing up chopping the wood that he was collecting for the Winter time. He was sweating profusely as the angry sun, like a torch in the steel blue of the Summer sky, beamed down on him. He laid the heavy wooden handled axe down on the ground in front of him and wiped the droplets of sweat off of his forehead. He was not really thinking of anything as he looked around him, at the little group of houses that made up the small community, and then down the gravel path that snakedits way through the lush hills,and into the thick dark woods beyond, and then at the lake, its waters shimmering in the sun, as the light breeze sent little ripples rolling across its placid surface. He was thinking of how refreshingly cool the water would feel on his skin on such a hot day. As he gazed back toward the road, he saw a young girl. She was walking toward the lake. He Recognized her. It was almanbahis şikayet Mary Roberts. She was the daughter of a certain Mr. Roberts a bank president and his wife Karen, who was a teacher at the local high school. John *had known her since she was knee high and had watched her grow up and blossom into a young woman. She was an only child, and her parents had her educated in a Catholic school so that she would be a proper lady. They tried to stuff her head with knowledge and made her read books, but her development into a young woman exceeded their expectations. She was beautiful but had retained her tom boyish ways and shy coy manner, which results from over protectiveness. Her shyness of manner totally belied her physical assets, a sweet angelic face framed in a golden mass of hair that flowed in wavy lots over her shoulders and back, swelling breast that stood out proudly, narrowing down to a tiny* waist that perfectly compensated and accentuated almanbahis canlı casino a fine round ass, that swayed temptingly when she walked, and a pair*of shapely legs that any woman would die for. Her only problem was her prudishness. Boys were goggling at her but to no avail. She was too shy to flirt back. Thinking maybe it would help bring her out of herself, on her 19th birthday, her mother bought her a bikini bathing suit, just a thin string, designed more to*reveal, than cover her*package of goods. *Her father was shocked that so much skin of his lovely daughter was being exposed. At least everyone could see that she had grown up. John watched her as she approached the lake. He also noticed that someone else beside himself was watching her. A tall man with dark hair about thirty five years old was standing near a fence, with his eyes riveted on the young girl. His name was Rodger. He was a truck driver. He was also married and had four kids. almanbahis casino He looked to be the redneck type, but with a lean body and strong arms, tanned by the sun. He appeared like a bronze statue with his eyes fixed in the direction the girl. To John, the look in his eyes was more than would denote just a passing interest.* She was wearing tight fitting jeans, and she walked with a natural swing, her breast bulging from the top of her low cut blouse,*but with an innocent demeanor, that seemed totally devoid of any sexual consciousness, which was enough to drive anyone wild who entertained such thoughts. She was now standing on the river bank. John noticed the fire in the man's eyes as the girl slipped out of her pants, tossed them on the bank, then unstrapped and threw down her blouse, to reveal her lush body, clad only in her string bikini. John could see the pure lust on the man's face as he took in her form, and watched intently, as she stood by the bank with her arms held out, then dived into the lake. She moved though the water with the grace of a swan, executing front strokes and back strokes more typical of an expert swimmer, and then rolling over on her bank to float gracefully across the water.