We both stood for awhile, leaning on the cold rusty railing and looking down at the stream as the sun sank slowly west. A flash of white caught my eye...down in the trees. Below us, probably sixty feet away, a woman was sitting on a rock, reading. She was young, probably twenty, with deep brown skin, black hair falling around her face in thick masses of curl, wearing a long white dress with buttons down the front, and sandals like Tanya's. The hand not holding the book was in her lap. I got a. " Ignoring her tits still swinging exposed to other customers besides Ted as she turned 'nervously', she prevaricated, "You won't touch me, just look?" Her 'forgotten' tits jostled as she fidgeted. His eyes were locked on her beauties. Renae enjoys her exposures to a stranger, unpaid until now."Yes, but I want to see it ALL. Open pink, spread rear and front holes for at least a minute. And consider, I'll DOUBLE that again if you let me finger you for at least a minute. What do you say?" $200 to. I wasn’t a slouch, my high heels; accompanied with my favorite form fitting dress. Looking good was an understatement. His attention seemed a bit, “stalker-ish”, but I hardly did much to keep him away. He was there from assisting me with placing my bag on the conveyer belt for bag check, to when I handed my boarding ticket to the clerk. How convenient, we were both on our way to Boston. After we finally introduce ourselves, he assists me with putting my carry-on in the overhead. I thank him. Do we use this kind of thing often?" Not too often, Pru. We don't often need to. But, it's in the arsenal, and it can be very helpful. It's just about the best camouflage possible, since the field picks up the appearance of the land it's placed on. Keeping a low profile's important around here where there aren't many hills."Pru thought for a moment and went to find Sgt Major Xing. She brought him back to where she and Maeve had been talking "Xing, this field is pretty hard to see. Is there any.