He keeps his lips locked with mine, and as his hand comes up the front of my tank top he pulls me even closer. My body is shaking. At this point I don...��t know if it’s from the rain or the thought I am finally feeling his hands on me. I whimper and say, ‘Please…’ ‘Please, what?’ he asks. I look into his eyes. The blue has deepened, I can see the need and want in them as well. ‘Please, I…I want you…’ My voice trails off. ”Bout time you tell me the truth.’ He smirks knowingly and begins to lay me. "The one that Lesley was ... I mean ... kinda..." Ei ... mear... ?" I gasped out. That name that Lesley had always called me. The woman she had made love to last night."Yeah, but not ... well, I mean you look a bit ... prettier than her." Trish looked back over her shoulder at Julie and Courtney, who had moved a bit closer and were scrutinizing me with a similar look of concern."I never saw her." Julie said, "I mean, the woman who Martha showed me was ... very different." What are you two. ..Ralph T. pointed them out and explained that that was why he needed my help. We worked our way over to a weeping willow tree, there do not seem to be many of these trees around today in this area. Weeping willow trees had slim branches that hung down to the ground, they sort of formed a shelter underneath them that shaded you from the sun. I imagine that in a shower of rain they weren't all that helpful. Ralph T. and I managed to get underneath the branches and was well concealed from their. My salsa dancing hottie had left the floor by now and I was checking out two young blonds in short tight jean skirts dancing with each other, I felt my dick shift in my pants then I felt something move against it. I was startled to see it was Sheilas hand that my hard dick had brushed against. She had placed her hand on my leg so she could lean over and get closer to the conversation, our eyes met and she moved her hand we exchanged a slight embarrassed smile and she leaned closer to the girls.