His finger lightly brushed my naked flesh, he toyed with the difference between warm flesh and silk hose, an area of my intimacy, reserved for my husb...nd, but the excitement of a stranger prying so close to his goal, made me contract my thighs on his hand, as he freely felt between my legs, running his fingers along the gusset of my knickers, his thumb rubbing my clitoris and his fingers prying me open, his need forcible and crude, as he now possessed me, emboldened by the knowledge I was aware. Emma pushed herself up from Jess and began apologizing.“Oh God, I’m so sorry. I made a mess of your blouse...” She started rubbing at Jess’ chest, as if somehow she could make it not wet. Jess took her hand and held it in hers.“Shhhh ... it’s ok, don’t worry about it,” Jess soothed.Emma blubbered for a few more seconds before rubbing the last of the tears from her eyes.“Ok, I’m ok now, I’m sorry,” she said.“It’s ok. Talk to me. Tell me what’s going on. If you weren’t ready for this and we. If they only knew! Her glow hid a glower; her smiles masked a sinister smirk; and under her demur demeanour dwelt a desperate desire to destroy and disgrace her arch rival, Penelope Mite. Penelope, Penny to all her friends which meant just about everyone, was not as cute, not nearly as sexy, certainly not as smart and neither as confident nor as well off as Janet. But she was more popular for all that.All the guys wanted to be with Janet in some way or other: be her date, be her dance partner,. Shelley led the way to a small clearing on the bank of the stream. The area had wildflowers growing around it, which gave off a sweet, strong tantalizing odor. Birds sang in the trees, as the stream gurgled over some large rocks. The sun shone brightly in the sky at noon. We spread the blanket out on the bank. Shelley took off her shoes and sat on a rock with her feet dangling in the water, as I laid out our lunch. Lunch consisted of cheese, bread, caviar, paté, vegetables, strawberries and c.