She didn’t want to risk her falling over them. Mrs W quickly stepped out of her knickers and left them on the floor. She won’t need them for quite...a while she reckoned. She looked across at Emily and saw her dress was all rucked up so she asked, “Maybe I should take my dress off as well, Helen, so it doesn’t get all creased?” Helen was wide-eyed and replied, “Sure, Mrs W.” She watched as Mrs W pulled the dress up and over her head, folded it and put it on a chair. Helen watched as she then. They were impressed with what we had seen. Sarah grabbed her tablet and found the creature that I had christened 'Knob Head'. Quickly she updated the entry with its new name. As we had determined, it was indeed an herbivore. The tablet informed us that it could grow up to thirteen feet in length and that a mature adult weighed in at around two tons. It was an impressive creature and I was glad that we hadn't pissed it off. I was certain that in a 'push-come-to-shove' situation, that critter. .. her eyes widened. I touched myself again briefly, and noticed her rub her legs together ever so gently. I was really afraid to go any further, but couldn't help myself now that it had reached such intensity. With my left hand I slowly stroked myself, and with my right hand I touched her arm. When she didn't react negatively, I moved my fingers up and slid my them into the top of her bathing suit. I gently rubbed her soft skin, and moved to her hard nipple. As I caressed and rubbed, she. ” I tried to overlook the fact that her fingers brushed along my forearm as she spoke. “There’s not much flab on you, is there? Were you a soldier?” She asked fixing her gaze on a spot in the center of my chest. I laughed, “if you’re hoping I’m some commando who is going to get you out of this place, then you saved the wrong guy. I was a conscript. I did two tours as a bullet catcher on the Eastern Approaches. That was more than enough. They gave me a one bedroomed apartment in a crumbling high.