Under Construction

But anyway, we will get back to that in a minute. You know,
when I was growing up my Dad used to be a foreman at a
construction yard. I would go to work with him sometimes
during the summers and I would have to wear one of these
hard hats like this one.

I was small and skinny and the hat was always too big for
me. I think the last time that I went out there was when
I was 16. I was just starting to get some boobs and I
noticed that all the guys in the yard that used to look
out for me were suddenly looking at me in a different way.

And I was just starting to have some urges that I had
a hard time controlling back then. To put it bluntly, I was
getting really horny and I didn't exactly trust myself in
a yard full of a hot sweat men! So from then on I wouldn't
go back to the yard with my Dad. But I think that he understood.