That is, until I saw his eyes, crinkling with merriment. Approaching him, I saw him get up and move towards me. ‘M’lady, are you enjoying yourself...’ he inquired. ‘I am now. I’m glad you came,’ I replied, kissing his roughened cheek. ‘I’ve been looking for you,’ he continued, ‘where are you camped?’ ‘On the other side of those trees, closer to the bathhouse,’ I replied. ‘There are families.’ Catching my hint, he steered us through his group’s encampment, away from the crowd. Reaching our. I almost let them in on the fact that Biltee and I were going to go scout the surround day after tomorrow, but something made me hold back at the last. Ten minutes later, surrounded by naked women, the scouting trip was forgotten.I'll be damned if this wasn't the life for me. I had more women than I could fuck in one bout and I woke up feeling better each morning. As I passed the big door this morning, on my way to feed mama, I noticed that for once we didn't have any customers. Just as. ”“This summer had been a disaster. It seemed to emphasize everything wrong with me. That I’m just this brain, this physicist in training, but everything else is a disaster. Boyfriend? It’s like we shared the same air is all. Friends because we happened to get along okay. Lovers because we’re friends of the opposite sex and what else to do with that. Like going through the motions of a relationship until we had enough. I felt like a brain trapped in a tall and gawky body. I felt like a stranger. He kept at it until I was chanting his name in time with his tender ministrations on my clitoris, and then all of a sudden he stopped."Doug?" I pleaded. As I was trembling with the need for one final completion, I felt him climb up beside me, flicking one nipple with his tongue as he passed."Roll over," he whispered in my ear. "On your tummy Sarah. Roll over."I complied, my brain foggy with desire and wine. He tugged me up until I was kneeling on the bed. I felt his weight shift, and suddenly.