It was an early Friday evening and her son Graydon was expected home soon. She’d had a worrying day at work. It wasn’t her job to worry but she co...ldn’t help it. Something was not right. She suspected it went far beyond ‘not right’ to being something ‘very wrong.’ But she was just a District Clerk and these wrong things were coming from the highest levels of the Okanogan National Forest.The front door banged open and Graydon came striding into the kitchen. He hefted the coffee pot to see if any. .. OOOOHHHH... FUCK!!!" She is thinking about her boyfriend, who she plans to see this evening. She is in love! And he's the kind of boyfriend with whom she is more sexually charged than she is with anyone else. He has fucked her in cars, and played with her in movie theatres. He has bought her sexy clothes and several dildos and vibrators. He has persuaded her to show-off to him the fuck pleasure these toys bring her. She would do anything for him."Oohh, my God... ahh... AAAHHH... I'm going to. " My anticipation grew.I then followed her directions and got into the bath and at once noticed that she had timed it perfect. The water was still hot. And I also noticed that she had mixed a lovely floral scented soap in with the water. Melissa directed me to wash off good and handed me a new razor and instructed me to shave my chest. This was a very odd request, as she had previously always preferred for my chest to remain unshaved. She also told me to take my time, but to let her know when I. It looked as if I was going to get a good soaking before I reached the place I planned to camp for the night.Rather boldly I had already dispensed with my trousers and was now walking along in my (very nearly) opaque tights- one of my more sissy pairs, with a design not unlike sequins. I'd reasoned that roads, always quiet round here would be close to deserted in early Autumn. A few cars had passed, leaving me to wonder if the drivers had noticed what I was wearing- maybe even checked out my.