Lisa put on her pants hurriedly.
“Lisa, where’s your husband?” Alan asked deliberately.
“He works outside and comes back only a couple of times a year.” Lisa said with a poker face as she tidied her clothes. She looked at Alan and asked with a shy face, “You just saw me pee?”
Alan nodded.
Lisa's face turned even redder, for she felt so ashamed for her ass just said hello to Alan.
“You can’t let anybody know about this. I have my pride.” Lisa tidied her clothes again without eye contact with Alan as she muttered, “I gotta go. Thank you so much.”
“Hmm…” Alan said, his eyes gazing at her big breasts. Her breasts were so big that her clothes could barely cover them all.
This was the second time that he had seen this since he came to this deserted village.
Where exactly was this village?
Why were there so many fat, white, left-behind village women here?
Alan was admitted as a teacher of the county after a successful test. He thought he could teach in the downtown at least, but accidentally, he was assigned to the deserted Vergina Village. Now what was done was done. Everything was fixed. He could only accept it.
Alan recalled how he found this village on the very first day.
At that time, he asked a local guide to lead the way.
“I gotta take a break. I can't really walk. How long does it take to get to the village?” Alan said breathlessly as he was so exhausted after climbing the third mountain. Carrying a large luggage was truly tiring, even though he kept doing sports.
“Two more climbs and you’ll be there. See? It's on the other side of that mountain,” The guide pointed to the big mountain surrounded by fog in the distance and said, "It looks like a fairyland on earth.
However, the name had been a story. The Vergina sounds the same as a woman’s vagina. So the traditional villagers found it unacceptable at the very beginning, and as time went by, they gradually accept it.
It was spring. Peach flowers were blossoming like sexy girls launching their charm ardently and asking for kisses, while the forest behind the hill was so prosperous and lush like the tasty bushy part of a lady.
“I’ll stop here. I have to go back. Go down the road and you will see the village.” The guide said as he wiped his sweat. It was dangerous in the evening, time for wild animals to hang out.
Alan gave tips to the guide and dragged himself to the village.
On the road along the Vergina River, as Alan was already covered in sweat, he went down the river, ready to wash his face to cool off.
He was enjoying the cool comfortable wash, when he found a naked woman taking a bath.
With clean flawless skin, she was mostly soaked in the pond, with her big puffy breasts exposed over the water. Alan was stunned by her watery boobs.
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