I felt myself dropping off to sleep as I always do after sex, still cuddled in with my arm over her.It was light the next morning when I heard mom com...ng back from the bathroom “Are you awake?” she whisperedI kept still and sneaked a look, mom was bent over, looking in her underwear drawer, her nightie ridden high over her ass cheeks showing her hairy pussy hanging down between her parted legs.She turned around and I lay still as she pulled her nightie up and started to wrap her girdle. No matter what happened, they needed to remain in contact with each other to avoid getting separated. The last thing they needed was to end up hundreds of miles apart.Nothing happened.“Am I missing something?” Mike looked over his shoulder, then forward again. The forest was unchanged. “We’re in the same place.”“We shouldn’t be, but...” Beth pulled his hand, leading him out of the circle. “This looks exactly the same as it did. I don’t understand.”He kept his hand on hers while kneeling down.. She poured it and set it down in front of me, and later she brought my burger and I ate it without really paying attention. But I felt better with protein and beer in my belly, and I got to be more optimistic about Anna. I had been getting kind of fevered, thinking I needed to do something drastic. But women liked me without hypnosis. Of course Anna wasn’t any different. I drained the last sip of my beer. ‘Do you want another?’ said the girl. I looked at her green eyes and the tangle of her. Like most adolescent boys, she was often the focus of my sexual fantasies ... and I was able to enjoy many visual opportunities, too. I did all the young boy things like check out her lingerie, where I discovered her large breasts that I so enjoyed were 38Ds. She had a very athletic figure and, when I was young, little modesty in terms of going around in panties and bra or shorts and bra but still no shirt. She never went topless, but her large breasts were always spilling out of her bras. I.