Tom took another look and saw that Ross and Rhoda were undressed and wrapped in a tight embrace on the sand.When Ross began nosing into Rhoda's crotch... Cassandra moaned softly. She held the binoculars with one hand; the other crept beneath her, slowly edging its way to her crotch. Tom knew where it was headed and why. He wanted to grab her and tell her there were better ways to cure the itch she was feeling. But he knew it would be wiser to wait until she was too excited to back out.Cassandra. He had seen so much more he needed to forget as well but could not, in fact dared not forget, lest the hatred for their jailers and captors, those madmen, would diminish ever so imperceptibly. He found out he lacked the words to describe the sickening mob of rulers who moved freely about like a sickle does unto stalks of wheat.No such euphemism like dictator or killer would really suffice to describe them completely. He felt like he would have to leave that to someone else, since in the end he. ”“Mmm, but you have been with a man,” I asked with a smile.“Umm, yeah...”“You aren’t a virgin?”“No ... I lost it last year ... and then I did it again two months ago.”“Same lucky guy?” Nora asked and added a giggle.That got a similar giggle out of Ulla. “No, not the same guy. Not at all.”“Did you do it often?”“Not with the first ... that was kinda awkward, you know? But the second guy, he was ... much better, you know?”“Ah, well an experienced woman. The best kind, am I right Nora?”“So how many. Her stunning smile and the way she looked at him made him feel even warmer than the sun.What made him gasp even more was something he hadn't noticed until she was out in the sun. In the light of the sun, her tribal dress was partly see through. Standing there, he could see the shape of her breasts, the roundness, and fullness of her huge naturals. The hint of her perfectly round areolas that circled her erect nipples that poked out the thin material of her tribal dress.Mmm… A bright smile lit.