See if that works first. So ..." Amanda started, before she reached under the covers and appeared to be pulling down her boxers.Before Kandy could say...anything, Amanda had pulled her hands back up and tossed her boxers on the floor next to the bed. "... now it's you're turn. Take off your pajama bottoms!" Amanda instructed.Kandy was dumbstruck. She wanted her to do what? she thought. Amanda lay there, waiting for her to do something. Kandy knew she couldn't escape, she had no choice but to do. I sit down with my back against it. The rough bark against my back reminds me of the physical world and brings me back from my inner wanderings. The elder Druids have told me that those who have lost and grieved are closer to the other world because their soul cries out for it. That uncanny ability was not something I would have asked for. Here in this spot it felt so much stronger. As if our time together had been etched into the tree, the grass and the earth beneath me. Perhaps they have. Now though, standing there in the bus station with his week-end bag in one hand, he seemed much more mature and developed than I had expected. For a start, he was wearing tightly-fitting, beige cotton jeans which bulged in a particularly distracting way around his groin, where his balls were rather obviously divided by the seam in his jeans. There was also a pronounced ridge to one side, where his cock clearly nestled snuggly across the top of his groin. Already, I was besotted.I wasn’t sure. Just as the main sex scene was about half over, I looked up and saw Anita standing there watching with me. I had no idea how she got in so quickly and quietly, but those questions were instantly erased from my mind when I saw what she was wearing. She was dressed like an absolute slut: an extremely tight leopard print strapless dress. It hugged every curve of her body, ending just below her big round ass and cutting low into her sweet round boobs. She was standing on a pair of black stiletto.