Wellesley College. Our first night together is etched in my mind like it happened last week. ‘It was all so real, so unusual back then. I didn’t ...eel like I had to remind myself that I’m not living in a dream. It was a dream, and it was real, and just electric. Well everything seemed more real back then. ‘The band I was trying to keep together at the time was all in Philadelphia. They had driven there from Connecticut the day before, like sensible people, to have a little time in Philly. She was right. But I was unhappy. "Too many illusions," I told her."Well, what would you like to do?" Walk. Let's go walking in the mountains."The general form that the ranges take is, from the west, a series of low-angled sandstone ridges running roughly north-south. The eastern sides of the ridges, where the sedimentary layers have faulted, are steep and spectacular, beyond the vertical in places - notably at Hollow Mountain near Dadswell's Bridge at the northern end of the ranges. The most. I was flat out in the back and when hubby suggested his friend lift me up he said it was OK, let me sl**p. Un-beknown to him of course, was that I was resting, slightly d***k, but not out of it. Within the first ten minutes it was obvious to me, my companion in the back was feeling frisky, as he now held my head in his lap, and as my husband and front seat companion chatted, his hand was wandering casually over my prostrate body. At first he traced the outline of my breasts through my sweater,. She then stepped out of them one leg at a time. She handed me her panties. I went to put them into my pocket but she shook her head and told me to smell them. I raised them to my nose and the scent almost made me cum. The odour was musky but also sweet. I looked at the crotch and could see that there was a line of moisture with almost a clear jelly-like substance on them. I knew what that meant. I was to wear a condom or pull out.Gloria has removed her shoes and was now lifting the dress over.