”“That’s not the problem. Now, he is a real pervert.”“An unreal pervert isn’t the nicest thing I’ve been called. On the other hand, you�...�re the nicest girl who has ever called me that. I’ll take it.”“Watch where you put that hand, buster.”“With you in between, I can hardly watch it. On the other hand, your redhead is behind you, and he’s watching it.”“Sean isn’t my redhead; I know that now ... Do you have to do that?”“Well, clutching you like that looks like I’m saying that this butt belongs to. It was a hot day and Stacy had put on shorts and a halter, wanting the sun on her exposed flesh, but also not wanting many clothes to remove to go swimming- -and to do more exciting things.Stacy finished saddling her horse and led him over to Evelyn's barn. She said she'd saddle Evelyn's horse while Evelyn was changing clothes. She didn't argue when the redhead said it wouldn't take long to saddle up, and that she had a secret to tell she'd kept bottled up inside so long she just had to let it. We chatted a bit more and had more wine. We started to kiss my hand was on her cheek and her arms around me we kissed deep. I could feel her tongue flick mine. I moved my hands down her sides and held her by her hips. She ran her hands down my chest and caresses up and down over my shirt. I ran my hands up her thighs and over her tight little butt. She slowed things down and that was the heaviest things got. She stayed for another hour or then she said she had to leave. "Everything ok Dani?". But it turned out all right, obviously. I was de-sensitized a little, but not much. I did notice that it changed to more of an addiction than a compulsion. In essence, I wanted to be around them more than ever. Like right now, for instance. I feel a need to go home and see and smell them. Strange that it turned out that way." I do hasten to add though, that it is still dangerous for both of us. There are other ones out there. Just remember the trouble it got me into." That's true, Father. But.