He tasted of whiskey and though she didn’t much like the taste she was too nervous about the imminent fingering to care. “Get on with fingering he... already!” Simon said and they both ceased kissing to look up and Sarah and Simon who were watching and waiting for the show. Neil began fumbling with Ellies buttons and tried to reach his hands down the front of her open jeans. Realising there wasn’t enough room, his hands were large like his fathers, he began to slide her jeans down as she lifted. Just as I was getting close, I heard the motorcycle crank for a pass. I watched with Maria as the rider went by looking carefully at the tripwires. That suggested that one of them had heard enough to be suspicious. We lay low. I whispered to Maria, "We've been lucky. Let's wait until there is a change of guard before we go further. We can use the day to map a long route back to our road."She nodded and we went back to the truck and napped. Then, I unloaded the bicycles and we rode out of town. "Molly!" John shouted, but to no avail. The man grinned briefly, struggling to hold the buxom woman, the the pair started passionately making out, Molly grinding frantically against him however she could.As the two slowly started to walk away, the last of John's hope that he'd get the old Molly back crumbled away. The couple paused, as the small man set Molly down on the pavement beside him, and John ran to catch up."Molly!" he cried, but gave up, defeated before he even began."I know hows it. No I was just experimenting. You've never tried?" Linda replied."I'm not a lesbian," I said, firmly, and then felt ashamed of myself for saying it. After all hadn't I just been fantasizing of her in class? Then I thought of that night, and the feel of Gwen's tongue tentatively tasting me, about the fantasies I had entertained about her before and after that night. I AM fucked up."No shame in trying out the home team, Robin." she replied, a little frostily. "Anyway, how do you know you're not?.