"You're a lot more relaxed."It was true; the slightest teasing or joking around her would previously been as intelligent as looking for a gas leak wit... a lit candle. Now, she was firing the teasing right back, laughing all the way. Her face actually looked younger and prettier as she'd relaxed."Well, I've had a chance to unwind. I can't believe how peaceful this place is."Just at that moment, four giggling kids jumped into the pool simultaneously, making that "peaceful" comment somewhat. ‘Alright then, no… he didn’t.’ Stevie said eventually, real shame coming out in her voice, ‘He didn’t rape me.’ ‘He didn’t rape you.’ Lindi reiterated, prompting once again for confirmation. ‘No, he didn’t rape me.’ Stevie said dejectedly. YESSS!! RESULT!! Lindi felt like screaming at the top of her voice, but decided to try and maintain her focus. ‘Why the hell did you report him then?’ Lindi asked. ‘I… I just felt so… so dirty! I acted like a complete and utter whore!! And my insides. .........We lay in bed together after the previous evening adventures and Jennie and I fell fast asleep.I awoke quite early but Jennie was still fast asleep and I could feel the warmth of her body against me which was so nice to feel. I wondered how she would react at waking up next to me in a bed that was made only for one to sleep in.I lay there for a while admiring her body that was almost completely out from under the sheet we had over us.The weather was very warm, and we had very little on. So, when our marital sex games began to get dull, I boldly suggested to my wife that she try her hand at it for me to see. Being fully into Equal Rights, Jane announced she would show me how she masturbated only if I showed her how I did it. Ladies first I insisted. Jane sat on a yellow canvas chair, one leg up and, to feed my own fantasy, panties on. With two fingers she caressed a pink shallow nipple, gently pinching, pulling and rubbing it until it stood rosy red and stiff. At the same time,.