...whoa, looks freaking awesome...she lowered curtain behind my back and I was suddenly inside fitting room with Lyna..."Do you really think so?..It's...not too revealing?"....she asks me...Blouse was tight on her body, hugging her body...breasts were holding on only one small button...what a cleavage..."No, it's perfect..." before I managed to say anything she said.."Lets try green one"...I placed green on a hook and made my way out, but before I could do that, she grabbed my shirt, looked me. Her fun with Kris continues.After a few moments of basking in Kris’ orgasm, Kris stands up and directs Rachael to follow her downstairs and into a beautifully decorated finished basement. Kris starts, “This is my recreation room and it’s no man cave.”Rachel quickly figures out that this is no ordinary room. It is a LOVE Cave. There are erotic pictures on the wall, tantalizing statues on the tables. But what totally caught her eye were the restraints along the wall and something she had never. " And this time, I put my arm around her, and led her to the Mustang."Sure thing, big man." She took to my leading her, like she was born to it. "But I have to stop at the trailer to get some clothes. That is if I'm gonna stay over again." You got it!" said I. But I knew this was going to be trouble. Her old man was probably in there, probably beat up some. Her mother was usually home on Wednesday afternoons. I was going to have to play it real cool, so she wouldn't know I had anything to do. The more time I spent in her company, the happier her presence made me. She was smart, cute, funny, quick witted, and, when she smiled (a smile that she favored me with frequently), both her face illuminated, and the surrounding environment became so much brighter.We had taken a few more field trips together, including introducing her to the metropolitan park system. For some reason, she had not made them part of her summers, and, when I took her on my own picnic to one, at Sussex Lake, well,.