There’s just no action out here. I’m kinda bored. When I am bored I reach out to a different type. Today I seem to be attracting the attention of some farm workers. I think they are Amish because of their clothes. I work in my yard in really short light pink cut off sweat pants and an A-back tank with very low side cuts that has a hot pink tongue on the front with a really thin triangle bikini top, zero padding and my stings pulled in pretty tight so U can see cleavage on the bottom side of my top and sides. They are all slightly downhill from me in the field. After I hit hot and sweaty from pulling weeds, I sat on the ground both knees pulled up slightly and my legs apart drinking a soda , I pulled my shirt up and over my head but not off , just behind my head, basically exposing my sweaty tan titties and belly as I drank and fanned myself. I looked to the group and they were working steadily and not paying much attention to me. I got a new coke out of the cooler and laid the cold can against my crotch. It touched skin and I let out an “ooo weee that is cold” and then I heard a voice ask does it feel good, I can massage you with ice. The voice startled me.