It was fairly easy to follow their back trail, since they had done nothing to hide it. We were careful to leave as little evidence of following it as ...ossible. We were soon able to hear a man talking to someone. We carefully approached his position which was well back from the top edge of the ridge where the men had fired from. From a short distance away, we could see an average size man in camouflage clothing talking into the mike of a radio.“No, they aren’t back yet, Diamond One. There were. Stop talking now and listen Nicole. It wouldn’t be ethical to sleep with you right now, since you’re under the influence of drugs and I’m your doctor.’ ‘You’re my God!’ Nicole said. ‘You can do anything you want. Besides isn’t it not more unethical to get me all horny and riled up and then not fuck me, that would be torture, and torture is even more unethical than sex, isn’t it?’ ‘Good point.’ He said. ‘I think you wouldn’t be able to handle it though, when I just touched your wrist you. Again, I couldn’t believe what had happened, and I proceeded to the rear of the store. That night I was thinking about what I could have done earlier in the day, things like, should I have tried to kiss?, should I have grabbed her by the ass and groped her back?, I got so carried away with my thoughts I just had to relieve myself, and I had and brilliant evening masturbating. When Wednesday came I told myself that I had to make sure if she was making her move on me, I had decided that if we. Like I said, perfect! Chapter 2About three p.m. on a Friday afternoon, I took a long hot bath, shaving off all my body hair (seeing how I was thirteen, I didn't have much at all). After drying off and powdering my self, I sat on mom's bed in front of her vanity and painted my fingernails and toenails a deep, dark red.Then, I got the clothes out. First came the panty girdle, which held everything tucked up inside of me, then my mom's 36 D cup black lacey bra. I next put on my dark, coffee.