Sally is slim with auburn long hair long legs and nicely shaped breasts - we enjoyed plenty of sex often when warm enough going into fields and gettin... daring with the possibility of being seen, often behind stone walls next to busy roads and in woods where there could be walkers, we were (as far as we know) never seen.Sally admitted that she is a bit of an exhibitionist and on holidays would always go topless and smile at men giving her admiring glances, I didn't mind and got quite turned on. My legs widened further, my dress now resembled a t-shirt in length. My panties were completely on show. I still cannot believe that I did this, but my hand reached down, slid by the elastic and settled on my clit. I felt his body stiffen and I did not dare to move until he did. I saw the bulge of his cock then, his trousers tightening and my fingers got busy playing. I was already soaking wet. He watched my hand intently as it slid up and down with vigour. Finally, it was too much for him to. My legs were spread slightly, the cool air felt good against my slightly damp panty crotch. Damp from sweat, mind you. Nothing else. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, just thinking how wonderful it was to be alive and well this beauti- ful the day had been, when I heard a noise over by the willow tree beside the water. I looked over there and saw nothing but, still thought I would take a quick look anyway. I pulled my dress down to my knees and stood up and went over to the tree. There. Whether women personally experience this, what I describe as "being drawn into the shadows," is directly related to the unconscious signals they send. And men that read these signals identify vulnerable women across a room, across the street, at a large gathering.As these men follow up on these signals a process begins and a relationship unfolds with the women, which is unconsciously volitional on the part of the women. During the course of this unfolding relationship the women do things which.