Amy sat on the bed behind me, she was going to help with my makeup, and I needed her help, I was clueless beyond a little eye shadow, and lippy. She w...sn’t, earlier I’d looked so different, not like me, well the old me, now I needed to have it re-applied, ready for tonight, and the “special” whatever that was, I still didn’t know. Mike had gone home, after I’d sucked his cock for the first time in years, and for the very first time I’d let him come in my mouth, he lasted longer than I thought. "we'll have trouble making it all the way out and back before dark if we go slow enough to make sense of what we see."The smuggler's trail, for all that the description lent it weight, was just a consistent wrinkle through the rugged hills and broken ground of the peninsula. Men, horses and small carts could make it from the north shore to the south across it. There was little in the way of shelter or succor for the entire length of it, not even water. The trail in turn was not a trail in the. She grabbed his hand and led him through the crowd and stopped amid four other women."I got him," she told the others."Okay," one of the other women said, "we'll be waiting right here, Wendy."Wow, Wendy's friends were nothing like her at all! All were in tube tops, tank tops, bare midriffs, tight jeans, hair teased to the max, and so on; what guys would call, "hot." Curious!Another of the women looked at him and asked, "What's your name?" Tim," he answered, and, for some reason, that drew a. Unlike the first time, Deshona closed her eyes, at least for part of the kiss.When they stopped kissing briefly, Laura whispered, "What made you change your mind?"Deshona shrugged. "I like you," she murmured back. "Why fight it." I like you too."They kissed again, and this time Laura slipped one hand under Deshona's sweatshirt, running her fingers over her warm, shapely naked back, pulling her body closer so that they were embracing. She kissed Deshona's marvelous dark neck, and her beautiful.