She looked in the box and didnt find anything else that interested her so she decided to open the white envelope. She flipped it over and rolled her e...es, there was a piece of tape that closed it off. How was she supposed to look now? She couldnt just take it off, he would notice, well maybe if he looked in this box. She stared the envelope a couple of more minutes and decided what the hell. She could replace the tape, he would never know, its not like he goes through this box, she looked at. ‘Kris, come on! You leave me a note and directions to someplace I’ve never been, in a city I’ve never visited? I was on time to the dorms! How was I supposed to know we were coming out here?’ I reached up to put my hand on her shoulder as I pleaded that last, hoping I could calm her down. It played right into her hands. I had forgotten her black belt in judo. It took me a moment to realize what was happening as I tumbled forward onto the grass. Then she was on top of me, laughing. I had fallen. I asked her kind of timidly, ”I know you’re sore, but, I want to be in your pussy so bad!” Then even more timidly, “I’m still allowed aren’t I?” She looked at me and smiled and said, “Of course honey, just like I said, I’m still sore and rubbing my pussy on your face just now didn’t help much! You’ve got some new pictures to masturbate to, if you want. Why, are still horny?”I touched my nose and said, “No, I was just worried about not getting to fuck you any more.”“Oh don’t worry about that. We would walk around the house in the briefest of clothes and even naked, if that's how we felt. We would hug and cuddle each other whenever one of us felt "low", or just because we "needed" a hug. We would spend hours, in the evenings, dressed in our finest peignoirs, our legs tucked up under the flowing drape of our gowns, discussing anything and everything of interest to two females. My Aunt would tell me stories of her girlhood, her first date, her first kiss, and how "it" had felt the.