Towards the end of the week, a heat wave set in and she swapped shirt and jeans for sleeveless top and shorts. The Saturday was really hot, and Sarah ...eturned after a day in the field, as Molly was applying some after sun lotion to her skin, which had turned from milky coffee to light mocha. Sarah had been careful with a very high screen factor; being blonde. She had assumed a healthy tan but felt envious of Molly’s beautiful skin tone.Sarah did a bad job of disguising her admiration of Tom’s. I pushed her against the fitting room wall, slid my hand under the top of her dress to grab her breast hard, pressed my trouser-cloaked cock against her, and didn’t say a word as I pulled away. ‘Tease!’ she said in a quiet mock scream. ‘I want more!’ ‘More clothes?’ I asked jestfully as I opened the door to walk out. ‘Coming right up.’ I came back with a short flouncy sundress that held up her tits like a wanton wench when she it tried on. I bent her over and flipped the bottom of the dress. We found Nausicaa's poetess. She was beautiful and kind. We spend several hours in a garden with a marble fountain and a ring of poplar trees. We talked of love and family. We talked of aging and death, and the gentle whisper of the gods. Nausicaa held my hand and leaned to me, giggling, blushing, and casting down her eyes. The poetess came and took us both, kissing us. Then she and I showed Nausicaa how to love.When we finished we tottered out on wobbly legs giving each other shy smiles. We. When it was time to do her feet and toes, I gently moved her to a sitting position against the back wall of the shower and letting the hot water soak some of the grime and dirt off. Once her feet showed no signs of the filth that I had removed, I carefully clipped her finger and toe nails.When her body fairly shone from the cleaning she had received, Abby seemed to come to her senses and looked at me as if she had no idea how she came to be naked in the shower, with a former student washing her.