”Agate and Fender agreed with Pua’s assessment. Fender looked pretty tired, and wasn’t her usual chipper self. Vennoa reluctantly agreed as well... They took out their camprolls and prepared to rest for the night.“I’ll take first watch,” Pua said.“I’ll take second,” Agate continued.“Vennoa and I will just sleep then. Wake us up if you hear anything,” Fender said as she yawned from her bedroll. Before long, she was fast asleep.Vennoa laid down inside her bedroll, but sleep did not come easy to. ..Je frôlais tes fesses et passais mes mains entre tes jambes...tu te retournas m'offrant ton torse, je compris que je pouvais poursuivre et sans doute devenir plus sexuelle que sensuelle. Doucement, la musique aidant, les volutes parfumées des bougies transformaient l'ambiance, mon résille glissa à mes pieds, ma robe disparue, je vins me placer entre tes cuisses....ton torse, tes cuisses, tes hanches, je caressais encore. L'air devenait épais, désireux, lent. Mes doigts jouaient à passer sous. ” She said as she closed the shower curtain and left the bathroom.Getting my hopes up, and knowing I could still masturbate later, I decided to do as she had instructed. I rinsed off, got out of the shower, to find that my wife had left the bathroom door open about 6-8 inches, so if anyone walked down the hall while I was drying myself, they would likely see me naked with s hard on. I could her my wife, her sister and their mother talking in the living room, so I didn’t really think anyone. "You coulda asked, you know!" And then I was running upstairs, leaving my dad to sit by himself."I'm sorry," I said.It was late, my dad was in his bed, grading some papers the way he did mostly. He said it was better than a sleeping pill, grading papers I mean. He was an English teacher, so he had to do a lot of reading of really bad English. Like mine. He was wearing some boxers and a t-shirt, I just had my long sleepy-t and some panties, but we were pretty used to each other anyway. I mean it.