" Rachel got up and walked towards Jo even this made Jo's pussy even wetter, "So what do you want then."Jo graded her by her hand and pulled her into ...he loo."What the hell are you doing?"But Jo did not answer, instead kissed her and let her hands graded hold of Rachel's belt and start to undo her belt and jeans. Pulling them down with force it exposed Rachel's black silk pants and Jo start to run her hand over them. Rachel was loving this the feeling of excitement was overwhelming and start to. . . big, buxom Earth Mothers wrapped in India print bedsheet skirts with their shaggy haired youngsters in tow; wiry young lads in ball caps, jeans, and pocket t-shirts carrying twelve-packs of beer with their girlfriends wearing tie-dye tank tops and ragged cutoff jeans; sage looking old greybeard beatniks, leathery and tanned, with walking sticks, shorts, and haversacks strung across their shoulders. Up and down the narrow trail as it crossed beneath Ponderosa pine around rocky ridges, or. The children sat in a semi-circle in front of John, listening excitedly and yet frozen in place to his story of oceans of water, freezing temperatures, snow and waves, whales and fish and boats and coastal towns. It was all so exotic and amazing. The adults also listened to his stories, just as entranced and quiet as the children, yet managing to continue their small busy tasks of making rope by hand, weaving, matting felt, and cobbling leather boots. For much of the year everyone went. "Wait! Where's Ted? I hope he's late too." I told her he was around somewhere, but she didn't need to rush. "OK. Whew! You two better scoot, I'm not an ecdysiast. I'll just slow down and change into something more casual. Maybe shorts or my old white jumper..." As she reached for the closet door, Ted shoved it open, leapt high against her chest and bellowed a loud YEOWWWW.Steph gasped and, wether from recoil or the force of Ted's exploding against her chest, launched backward, eyes and mouth.