I didn't dare look at her face as I reached out to touch the white smooth curve of her bra. She sort of shivered. I actually watched the nipples push ...ut through the stretch fabric, rising in front of my eyes. Christ, I thought - the effect she has on me - maybe I do it to her too! This could go to a guy's head.I moved my fingers to touch them, feeling around them, and then gently brushed them. They felt funny, so stiff and bouncy. Suddenly I realised we were both holding our breaths. I let. She took her to the farmhouse.“Right my girl, you know the consequences of cheating the cheese ration?”Hannah looked glum….but the cheese had been so tasty.“Now Mr Bunn is away and not back for a couple of days so he can deal with you when he returns” said Mrs Bunn the farmer’s wife.Hannah was almost relieved as by then the fuss might have died down but then her hopes were dashed.Mrs Bunn continued “But I shall give you a taste of the leather strap and leave Mr Bunn to use his cane.”Hannah held. The casual and intimate tone in her voice was so alluring, I was in no mood to feign indifference. ‘Yes, I do. Seriously Abbey, whatever it is, can’t it wait? I’m going out of my mind. I need to see you.’ She giggled quietly, and I could just picture her blushing. ‘So you won’t mind picking me up then? My car has a flat tire.’ I sighed so audibly, she was laughing again. ‘I guess I could’ve milked it a bit, made you sweat, but I remember how cute you are when you pout. And you’re not the only. Our freedom is guaranteed."Watching Grun turn and run among the fires, I head for the tent that Kara and I have called home for the last year.As I entered the tent, the smell of incense wafts across my senses. Kara is lying in the bed. The linen outlines Kara's curves. Removing my sword, I watch the candles flicker on the walls of the tent.Throwing the scented water over my lean body, I slip the loin cloth off. Standing their naked in the candles, I stare at Kara lying in our bed. The linens.