Black stockings and tiny black crotch less knickers were the first to go on. A tight black leather corset that made her tits look even bigger was lace... up at the front. Asking Karen to wear lipstick was always a no no, but now she applied a bright red to her lips. Fucking slut!! A lacy black short nightgown that barely covered her arse and just about done up at the front was last on. Looking at herself in the mirror she knew she looked good. 11 o’clock came and went. Pacing up and down I could. She again told me that she had never smoked marijuana before and was scared what would happen...I calmed her down and showed her how to take "hit" on the joint....Soon she was laughing hysterically over everything and i convinced her to have some more Marijuana which she took.At that point I started removing her blouse and gave her a back massage, she lay down on the bed and said that she was enjoying my massage, so I removed her bra and turned her onto her back and started licking and sucking. In timing with the light of the moon flickering through the clouds, she sprang over a small stream, just as the lapping tide moved more swiftly in. She came to another larger shallow rushing stream almost immediately and hesitated. Sally had never been in the swamp before ... didn't know it.Could she make it in time to the other side without getting caught in the in-rushing water? Eyes wide in terror, she gritted her teeth, fear and reluctance her masters. Instinctively, like a trapped animal,. ‘I could really use a good fuck,’ she’d announced. ‘Are you available?’ I was, and yes, we shared a good fuck. After that we managed to get together for a bedroom romp every week or so. Evie was an enthusiastic if unimaginative lover, and our time in bed left both of us temporarily both sexually satisfied and exhausted. Sexually we were compatible, and we shared the same field of study. Unfortunately that was nearly everything we had in common, and we quickly realized that we would never share.