She knew she should have been feeling scared. She knew she should have made a run for it, but she just stood there. He dropped his bag and stepped to...ards her. She didn’t flinch, or back away. He boldly groped at her breasts. A mix of shock and pleasure squeaked from her lips. What was happening was so unthinkable that her brain couldn’t quite register what was going on. She should’ve pulled away, slapped him, screamed, anything, but she didn’t. The heat of her desire induced by his touch. "Yeah the Great Dismal Swamp. It a mass of standing water a few inches deep in some places and several feet in others. The Waterway cuts through it, but it is also several thousand acres of nothing but rotting vegetation. There is enough dry land to do a lot of things like grow pot. There are also a few things in there that can be poached like a few gators and some bears."I had no idea we had gators here," I said."Yeah they are coming back. We have to wrestle one every now and then. I'll show. It was a Marathi movie, theater almost khali hi tha. Koi nahi tha. 3-4 couples the wo bhi wahi kaam ke liye aaye the jiske liye hum dono aaye the. Hum dono seat pe jake beth gaye and baatein karne lage… thodi der me movie start ho gai and theater me pura andhera ho gaya. Hamare aas pas koi nahi tha. Sare couples dur dur bethe the aur andhere me wo hame dikh hi nahi rahe the. Naturally, hum log bhi unhe nahi dikh rahe honge. Fir kya tha, andhera hote hi hum dono ne ek dusre ke tightly pakad. It felt so good, as I hadn't had a shower in about a week, using our tub for quick rinses the last few days. I started soaping myself and paid particular attention to my now throbbing dick. I noticed through the steamy room, the bathroom door had somehow opened just a bit. I thought I could just make out the form of Margaret in the doorway. I was so excited by this but did nothing to hide my self. I wasn't really sure if she could see much anyway through the steamed up glass. I started to rub.