There was a father and son playing catch, woman jogging and a group of teenagers with a Frisbee. You lead me to a semi-secluded spot away from everyon... else, and spread out our large picnic blanket up against a tree. We laid together, my head on your shoulder, our legs entwined. Your arm was around me, rubbing your fingers up and down my arm, my hand settled on your chest, trailing my fingers along your ribs. Your other arm was holding my leg over yours, gently playing with the fabric of my. Sonya lay back on the bed with a towel underneath her and spread her legs wide for him. Closing her eyes she relaxed and enjoyed the touch of his fingers; the gentle prising open of her lips and the sensation of the razor gliding over her flesh. By the time he had finished she was quite wet and excited. When he had finished drying her body, Steve then took a bag from the wardrobe and handed it to her. “I bought you some underwear darling.” He told her. Sonya lifted out each item. “These are. “I can’t believe you’re so tight!” he panted into her face. “I’ve fucked a lotta girls before and you’re just as tight as they were.” Julia ignored his crude remark. “You’re super wet too. So slick and oily. Are you using lube? Did you put something in your pussy to make it slippery?” He asked between thrusts.“No,” she slowly responded.“Why are you so greasy? You weren’t like this before.”“It’s, uh, from my husband.”“Your husband? Did you fuck your husband today?” She nodded slowly while. ”Their names struck me and suddenly I had memories of other ladies with their same names. Linda just smiled at me in a coy kind of way. “Why we have come here is to tell you your time now, here, is almost up. You will have little time left to make any arrangements before you transition.” I just looked at them wide eyed. The term transition had meaning for me.At willfully trying to conjure up disbelief in them I was failing. I wanted everything to suddenly revert back to what it was seconds ago,.