Lilly told me Linda was a lesbian and I couldn't stopmyself from staring. It has always been difficult for me to keep my eyes tomyself around women, ...nd this latest bit of news didn't help. Whilechanging out of my street clothes, I found myself stealing glances ofLinda. Her back was to me has she faced her locker. She was wearingnothing but a pair of white cotton panties that beautifully contrast her darkolive skin, and a white "scrunchy" that held her long, curly, dark hair.Linda had large. Zoey continued to feed her boyfriend. Ryan had a weird look on his face. Zoey imagined he was thinking about tonight. Zoey wanted to please her boyfriend. “Later, I want to be right with you while he fucks you. I want you to lay back on the couch or the bed while I play with your breasts. I want to kiss your neck and nibble on your ears while he fucks you. I want to see him fucking my girl. It will be fucking hot for sure! You’re so fucking sexy. What a gift to give me. Baby, I’m hard again. I’d thought the shower would help, but I must have been wrong..it was so sensitive I thought I would cry! It all started by wiping myself off with the towel I’d used for my hair after my shower…the soft bristles of the fabric brushing over my clit made my entire body jump with the shock to my nerves. God, it felt so good! So I decided to experiment…I knew I wouldn’t be getting any sleep tonight with as frustrated and achy as I felt now. First I pushed my index finger into my pussy, and it felt. One night as I watched a new moon crest, I realized I had no idea what day it was or how long we had been here. More significantly the need and importance of the civilized "knowing the time" had unconsciously faded. I was aware of the sun rising and the coming of night. The cycle of tides had become a daily flow in our activities. I had tossed the last vestige of civilized time into the evening fire.We were hunting.I was perched on a tree branch high above a faint game trail the girls had.