Then she cut her blazer off as it fell to the ground. She cut her green collared shirt revealing a black bra. She cut her pants off revealing shapel... pale legs and a black panties. She cut her bra off revealing nice sized breasts with pointed nipples, and cut her panties revealing a nice hairy red bush and big pale butt!!Rick wanted her to keep her beret on with her hair in a bun, glasses on, and directed her to walk down a path to the main part of the compound. Rick gazed at her fighting. Intelligent. Capable. We had many shared interests despite how we met. Yet, I wasn’t moved to comfort her in her afterglow. Instead, I calmly returned my clothing and waited for her to do the same. Ferah had recovered her dignity by the time the tea had arrived. We drank and made small talk regarding the plants and their care. Night fell and we departed her private garden, Ferah bringing along a prepared backpack. Awaiting us in the streets were a group of black cloaked people. Each one carried. I carefully wiped away the mess and gave my donation to the toilet. While in the shower, thoughts of Renée crept back into my head. I never could have guessed that I would have actually gotten to talk to her at length, much less have sex with such a scrumptious woman, but it had happened and later that morning I was supposed to meet her at Charlie's Café. She had told me she wanted more of me, and the idea of having her again caused the appropriate response. With a touch I realized that. It was, different. Not quite a duet, and not quite romantic either. And with a guitar and speed more like what Van Halen would play, it was not exactly soft either. But neither was it metal. And every other verse they were switching who would sing the lines, first the girls, then Keith. Then the next line Keith went first, followed by the girls.He went to the kitchen and started pulling out his music book, so we knew he would be busy for about a half-hour writing up the score and arrangement.