”“Behave yourself!”“Of course.”Dad was outside when I got to Beppi’s. “Are you OK?”“I think so. But not a happy camper.” He nodded...We were seated right away. I ordered scampi and a salad.“What’s the problem?”“I think I should be happy. Between the art blokes and the ministry, I’ve more than enough income for the household, and Rachel’s articles pay for the cars and more. But I’m not content. And the whole business with the NNTT has got me even more uneasy. I thought the Noongar settlement would. Her little clit was even poking out, looking for some attention.Clenching her fists, she took a cold shower and quickly dried off and got dressed in a nice green evening gown her mom had picked out for her. It was a tight gown that reached to her knees, but had a generous amount of cleavage showing. She tussled her hair to flow with the gown and applied a little make-up. Not trusting herself to not masturbate, the second she was done getting ready, she went to the lobby to wait for her mom. She. ..The gentle brushes across my ass turns to a nice fondle --mmmmmm I think -- and realise I'm getting wet!!The fondling stops!!! Shit I think --- but then feel a warm gentle hand in between my hot thighs ---- fuck I think --what do I do?? . Nothing as I love the sensations it is giving me --the fingers are massaging my inner thigh --- wonderful!! I now have a huge smile on my face --- just at that second Charlie turns to me and says “great game I can see your enjoying it --good girl !!” ----. I could see that Audrey had sapped her strength even if she couldn’t see it. I chalk it up to experience. You have to know how hard you can push yourself and those in your climbing party. Audrey was exhausted but she didn’t know it yet.Once Audrey sat down in a comfortable chair she finally realized that she felt drained. I gave her a big glass of Gatorade to drink. It would replace some of her electrolytes. She couldn’t stop talking about how wonderful she felt climbing my wall. That’s when I.