Rachel came out of the back of the cafe looking like a different woman. Her apron and waitress uniform had been replaced with a spandex mini and high ...eels. Her blonde hair was released from the waitress bun to flow in natural waves over her shoulders. It was the kind of hair that looked good tossed over a silk pillow.The spandex held the curves of a body built for speed. Long legs and a slim waist that blossomed into a rack that jumped out and said look at me. She was braless and showing signs. .him standing behind me..his strong arms around me...cupping my breasts...kissing my neck...there are goosebumps all over my body...I can feel every muscle in me tense up...he starts to nibble my earlobe...his tongue slides into my ear...and I can feel my knees wanting to give in..Should I turn around...?? or just pretend I am not excited by his touch...but, he knows I am excited...my nipples are hard and pointy...my mound...wet..I slide my hand down my front and caress my pussy lips...I can. I pulled her arm and took her under the Spring and Started Washing and Caressing her Body.The Men Also washed themselves and Dressed Up and Thanked us with a Promise to Meet again and Left the Place, hurridely. We dried each other with Towel and started Moving towards the Place, where she had Placed her Clothes. We both were Walking hand in hand, All Nude, We were feared of anybody.Even, this Place now had a Deserted Look, as it was Already 12:00 Noon. She went down to Pick her Bra, then,. Listen, I have, well, an unusual request.’ he said, sounding uneasy.‘Um... ‘ what was I supposed to say to that? He did do me a solid by sending the book. ‘What can I do to help?’‘There is someone pushing me, someone impinging on my territory. I haven’t been able to identify who it is, but it feels like Atlanta. That cunt has been trying to snap up every bit of power around her for years. She doesn’t even do anything with it. I think she is just ... addicted. I contacted the council and they.