Forget that the rest of the world exists.”After a minute or two of clumsy awkwardness - probably caused by being watched, they were kissing passiona...ely, lovingly. I moved in and placed a hand on an ass cheek of each one and pushed them closer together. I slid my hands up their respective bare backs to their heads and ran my fingers through their hair.They intensified their lip-lock. Their hands began moving on each other underwater.I leaned in close to their lip-locked faces.“Make your lover’s. "About what?" "About George of course it's obvious that you would like to be more thanjust a babysitter," she said."Is it, I don't know really what I want to do, my minds in turmoil I knowthat Amanda's not the one for him or Melissa for that matter, but me andhim, your having a laugh," I said."Why?" Well for one he's not gay and in case you've forgotten I'm really aguy," I replied."You could always change," she said.I looked at her taking a draw from my cigarette and blowing out a whitestream. She looked back over her shoulder several times before the Gnaths were lost to sight behind the tents and the wagons of the men and women traveling with Donnar Axeforger.The next morning Myka awoke just as the sun peeked over the horizon. The area they stopped in last night was nearly devoid of trees, so the glaring light of the fiery sun streamed right into her tent the second she parted the flap, blinding her for several seconds. The young woman stumbled around her tent on the prairie,. But I admit that a large part of what was so exciting and exhilarating about the whole experience was having Mara's husband, Tomas, witnessing it; and though I did feel a certain degree of (initial) discomfort with him there watching, at the same time I found it incredibly thrilling that he didn't seem to mind that I WAS fucking his wife!In fact, on the occasions Tomas was there in the room with Mara and I (and with some of my friends as well), it was so intriguing to me (and I think I speak.