She couldn't explain why she went from concerned observer to being overtaken by an unbelievable urge not to leave his side. She just knew she couldn't...leave until she knew he was all right. The strange thing was that those few words he spoke to her while waking were probably the most he'd ever spoken to her in one sitting. He generally avoided the students, giving occasional instruction or analysis of uncovered artifacts. He spoke little to the guys and almost nothing to her alone. Given how. He went to the table and picked them up now, his heart breaking, tears threatening as he read the words he'd written to her years ago. Words of love and need, of wanting and desiring her more than he'd wanted to breath. His knees gave and he slumped into the kitchen chair staring at the old, lined paper he'd written to her on at night, in his room at his parents house. How he'd told her of his dreams for their future, something he thought of constantly.His dreams, how simple they had been.. At first, I was sceptical, but after a lot of negotiating, I eventually agreed to their request. After all, what was not to like from my perspective, having two very hot and sexy nineteen-year-olds naked around the house meant that I was walking around with a semi hard-on permanently, doubly so when they took to wearing high heels and various chains and the like to accentuate the nakedness.That night had woken something in Amy, at first she had said that the wanton slut with which she had acted. I stepped out of the car kicked my shoes off feeling the soft green grass against my bare feet. I was wearing a coat which I slipped off my shoulders and folded on to the back seat of the car. I looked down at my naked body despite my nervousness I was excited as well. The spot we had chosen for us all to meet up was about two hundred meters from where we were parked, and our clothes were staying in the car. If anyone discovered us there would be no chance of covering up.A gentle breeze.