Clad in a green mini-dress and silver high heels, she was quite lovely. Dark, I assumed from her sensual appearance she might be Latina — with nice ...egs and dark brown hair. The Maitre D’ pointed towards us and she walked towards our table. She saw Renee and leaned over and kissed her, a kiss full of passion, tongues and all. The pretty girl, who I would’ve said was in her mid-20’s, sat down and joined us. I am sure the shock and confusion was evident in my eyes. Renee turned to me, a naughty. Round, heavy and waiting to be held on to.She was wearing a sleeveless top (I love women who wear sleeveless in winters) and a leather skirt with boots. Samaira kicked off her boots and I was awestruck by the sexiness of her legs. She came and sat next to me as we smoked the joint, put her head on my shoulder and I realized where this was leading to.Before we knew it, our tongues were exploring each other. She came and sat on top of me like a cow girl. Of course, we were drunk and wild by then. At best, they were trespassers who killed the deer in a cruel manner, at worst, they were criminals who might do anything to protect themselves. Dave slipped the safety off the rifle and started following the tracks. They led toward the face of a rocky cliff that rose at least fifty feet from the forest floor. He had seen the cliff the summer before. There seemed to be no way to reach the top, and a half day’s walk in each direction had revealed nothing but more vertical rock at least as high.. She wanted to change into a different top, but I convinced her to keep it on and give the lads a bit of a thrill.She refixed her hair and make-up but before she left again, I asked her how she was getting on with the new bloke, Tony. She had a twinkle in her eye and said she thought he was nice. I asked her if she fancied him and she turned red and told me to stop teasing her, giggling in embarrassment but admitting she thought he was ‘cute.’ She was satisfied I was okay and I let her go.