It's kind of getting under my skin, if you know what I mean."Laura nodded sympathetically, not knowing what else to do. She was both pained and fascin...ted by Sara's account of this attraction. "And you want to give her the green light? See what happens?"Wide-eyed, Sara slowly nodded. "She's kind of pretty. Not as gorgeous as you are, but..." Is she white or black?" Laura blurted out before she could catch herself. "Or Latina," she quickly added, remembering Evangelina. Or 'Lina, ' as Sara had. Without my usual worries I strode proudly on, I looked him in the eye and gave him a sexy smile. 10mtrs away he mouthed WOW, as I passed him he whispered "must be chilly up in the woods today" "Nope" I answered, "quiet hot in fact". When I was 50mtrs past him the wind lifted my skirt right up at the back, he must have had quiet a view. I just strolled on without even looking back.That night I rode my hubby so hard he must have thought I was possessed.On my next few walks I never saw the rough. She was also then landed with all the Russian speakers of the team so she had no one to talk to apart from the owner’s son who started plugging himself into his ipod to block out the noise of the chattering Russians. Hey don’t get me wrong they are a lovely bunch. I on the other hand have been put in a room with the French speaking Belgiums and two of them chatter continually, so I am now plugged into my Walkman and learning languages. So for me I saw the move as a learning opportunity. Now. As we kissed, she began to tug at my t-shirt, desperately trying to get it off me. I moved my arms and let her get my shirt off, and she began to rub her hands over my torso and shoulders. I moved my hands down and slipped them up under her figure hugging top. I slid my fingers up her flat, muscular stomach and reached her breasts, massaging the large globes through the material of her bra. She groaned into my mouth as I pulled at her nipples. Removing my hands from her tits, I lifted her top.