I shall not say more.He is erect because I am inches away from him and I am also nude. We stand in the shade of trees behind our house where we are pr...tected from the afternoon sun but not from the heat. My skin glistens and little runnels of sweat snake between and under my breasts. The perfume I wear is light but the heat and my sweat strengthen it.He is breathing fast. His cock trembles and he sweats, not entirely from the heat. I know what he wants. He wants me to touch him. I know what. .. and make it our home, our new forever home!On our last afternoon there, I took Barry’s hand and bade Dot to grab Jack’s, and the four of us took the relatively short uphill trip across to the Nether-side of the river, to once again climb up that great lush and green but bare sugar loaf shaped hill, to stand once again upon it’s crest, to behold miles and miles of virgin land surrounding us ... our new domain!Here, my heart-link with Linda was still faint, and far too distant still to. One day we were wrestling up in the hay loft, she was pressing my arms back and I resisted. I began to get the edge, somehow I was now bigger and stronger than her. I pinned her that day in victory, the first time ever. I remember the flushed look on her face, it turned reddish and it scared me so I let her go. It was about that time we went down to the slough to splash, we were climbing out when I spotted the reddish streak down her thigh. ‘Did you get cut?’ I asked her. Sarah looked down,. People would be looking with jealousy thinking I had such a young girlfriend. After going home sometimes no one would be there. We played or watched tv. I would use all chances to touch her. Sometimes I just couldn’t resist. When she used to comb her hair in front of the mirror, I would go and playfully hug her from behind. I would kiss her neck on the pretext of kissing her cheeks. She wouldn’t say anything. Maybe she was innocent but still, she liked it. Sometimes she herself would come and.