I grabbed a cup of coffee and walked back to watch her play Pac Man."Mind if I watch you play?" I asked."No, I don't mind" she replied, smiling at me....he was a pretty woman , about 28 years, 5'4", small to medium build, well proportioned, 36C breasts, dark shoulder length hair, with pretty brown eyes. I watched her play, neither of us speaking much so she could concentrate on the game. After her game was finished, we began talking, exchanging names, just being friendly. We talked for about 45. ’ ‘What happened after that?’ ‘Of course, I never would let him around me again. I heard he told some other girl that I let him have my ass so I told her what really happened. She wouldn’t date him after that. I guess the word got around as he suddenly had a hard time getting dates.’ ‘Too bad he got off without a penalty worse than that.’ ‘Well, that’s not exactly right. I was able to hit him in the back of the head with my chemistry book as he fled the room. I also slashed the tires on his. Our lips met and it felt weird, I hadn't kissed very many guys, butnone of it had ever felt like this. Connor put his hand on my waistand pulled me into his lap. He deepend the kiss, and I wanted to riphis clotehs off right there. But, it was like some shred of me had gained sanity and I pulledaway. My hands shots up to my lips, "Connor, I'm so sorry. I didn'tmean to, it was an accident," I felt tears well in my eyes. God, howcould I have been so stupid as to kiss my brother. My brother! . That's it; I'm not coming back here, whata waste of time.MY NEXT VISITA few weeks later, I was back. I wanted to give it one more chance and ifI came up short, that would be that. (Not really, but I was mad)For this trip, I wore an off white dress with a full skirt. Since it wasa bit shear, you could see the outline of my camisole and bra and thelayers of my petticoat. I wore a garter belt, suntan stockings and blackhigh heels.Just as before, I parked my car, got out and headed into the woods..