He then moved to my ear, where he used his talented tongue to tease me, while his deep breaths, and moans of desire drove me into a frenzy.He slowly l...cked his way down my neck and to my breasts again. As he licked and teased each nipple, he slowly moved his hand down, under my skirt, and to my black, lace panties, which were soaking wet. When he slipped his fingers under the panties to feel my softness, we both gasped. I could feel his large fingers slipping through my lips, and gently passing. Actually, how it had changed without my knowing it. She called that evening and each day after that. Saturday began clear and bright. I decided to do yard work. I was just entering our basement to switch from the light leaf rake to the heavy iron rake when I heard the doorbell.If I were still out in the yard, I would not have heard it. If it had rained and I had gone to see the new Ben Affleck film, then I would not have answered. It rained Friday making the leaves too heavy for the light rake,. I assumed she was since so much time had gone by. I was starting to feel very sleepy myself and thought I might doze off soon, but I was still so excited.I ended turning out the lights so I could try to doze off while I waited for the phone to ring. I sat in the comfy chair in the living room in the dark waiting, and waiting. I so wanted to play with myself but I didn’t touch myself once. I was really tired at this point and wanted to sleep but I was still too excited to sleep. So many thoughts. Cutting down trees that had lived through hundreds or sometimes thousands of springs. Polluting the waters of her streams, lakes and oceans with their castoffs, trash and deadly chemicals. She, who had given them all that they had needed, had been cast aside in favour of gods. Male gods. Mere mortals, whose lives and works lasted but a brief season only to be swallowed in death. Yet she was forgotten. Her works discounted. Her never-ending gifts of spring taken for granted. The earth would.