We’reboth looking into the mirror and I can see a smile inyour eyes. We’re very different: you’re ten inchesshorter, naturally olive...and dark blonde; I am paleskinned and hairy. I reckon we look fine in the mirror,though. I think this weekend I started falling in lovewith you.***I remember dinner was great, though I completely forgotwhat we ate. The restaurant was quiet and dark, and welooked out over the sea. We shared a $20 bottle of wine,which was a lot of money when we. But he went past it on out to the boondocks. We were miles away from town, beyond far into the surrounding farm land. He turned off on a dirt road and drove for about five minutes before he parked.“Trust me, mom.” was all he said. I took the basket and he grabbed the cooler and the blanket we had brought. There was a path through the woods, though you couldn't see it from the road. It was not well used, but still you could follow it by the worn earth, like an old Indian trail. It wended. When 4:30 came around, Franco gave his best wishes and his quadrant went black. Tiffany took a deep breath and made a phone call. She talked for a minute or two and then turned back to the group.“Everybody ready? After this, only four of us have anything we have to do except the class until she’s released but I want to make sure everyone is good with our plan. This will probably be the only time we all get together. I think it’s important for my mom to see our entire team before we start. I. Her pussy throbbed at the sight of that glorious dink.She paused for only a moment, and then switched off the flashlight. She quickly removed her clothes and tiptoed to where she remembered Jim was laying. She reached out, touched his warm flesh and figured out that she was between his legs. She ranged her hand up Jim’s thigh and then around his dick.He didn’t wake so Deena started to lightly squeeze his penis, slipping her grip up and down the soft shaft. Very quickly she could feel the object.