She was looking intently at me. I was taken aback. I remembered the look she had on her face that first night. The almost unworldly purity and I reali...ed that she was uncorrupted by the insanity of our society. For her, sex was the joining of a man and woman expressing love and affection. She hadn't bought into the absurdity of sex as dirty or evil. The purity I saw in her face was real. It was the purity of an uncorrupted spirit expressing itself through that most intimate of. Although there is a paved two lane road that runs in front of my house, I am up on a hill and a good 100 yards from the roadway where the traffic usually goes by at 50 MPH or better. So, I am comfortable working out in the garden wearing very little, sun bathing on the deck in a little string bikini or going out to fill the bird feeders in just my bra and panties. The only thing I hadn't thought about was someone riding down the road on a bicycle. A few weeks ago when I got up in the morning. The bewildered young maid was frightened of many things... of Erick, of Ron and of Arlene herself. How had she ever gotten herself into such a situation? She felt that they were all forcing her into a lewd act of which she wanted no part. But she was already in a thoroughly compromising position and it seemed too late for regrets. With trembling fingers, Ella reached out for Arlene's stiffening body. The dark haired woman's nakedness was partially covered by the satin sheets, and only her torso. .. and gently, she pressed her buttocks back inside his opened robe, to force his, now, long, thick hardness up against his own belly with the upper portions of their round fullness.Oh God! What am I doing? I'm nothing but a but a sluttish whore! Letting him do these things to me... even wanting him to! But his hands... they're as gentle as a child's... I-I can't help it... and I've got to think of my baby... of Jamey... it's all for them! It is! it is!Susan's breath caught in her throat as he.