Leaving me breathless, you sat next to me, turned my barstool towards you, put both legs on the outside of mine and gazed at me. Finally, you said hel...o. We started out with small talk but the electricity was so thick our minds would not stay focused. You ordered a glass of white wine for yourself and, taking a sip, kissed me and forced the tart tasting liquid into my mouth. God. You then took your hand off my thigh and reached up under my dress. I scooted forward so you could have better. "I'm so glad you liked it," I told her. I looked at Beth. "Would you like a turn?" "Absolutely," she replied as she raised her hips to slide her shorts off. She started to get up but I told to stay where she was. I liked seeing both girls next to each other like this so I moved over in front of Beth and slid off her soaked panties, revealing a thin strip of red hair above an otherwise freshly-shaved pussy. Without hesitation I dove in, parting her lips with my tongue. She was so wet, tasting a. Luke pulled out and ate the last of his rations for what little good it did, there wasn’t much to eat and his stomach was still rumbling. If nothing else, he was fairly confident in his hiding place so he didn’t mind resting up a little longer. Even though he had already slept, his exhausted and broken-down body needed a little more rest and healing. As quietly as he could, he did another inventory check of his equipment to see what he had left, also hoping to find a candy bar or a piece of gum. They had gone out to give Becky room to do what she convinced them she was bound and determined to do. She took me to her room, stripped for me, and then I turned her down. Again.”“You did that? You refused?”“Jennifer, she was standing naked in front of me and I made her put her clothes back on. She was shaking like a leaf she was so afraid. It was the right decision, too. I’m sure of it.”“So now what?”“Now I continue to have dinner at her house on Sundays. But sex is, well, down the road a.