Cody stopped to take a few pictures I continued on past the ghostly remains of a by gone forest, through the cedar, spruce and pine to a lush bed of g...ass dotted with wild flowers. Looking back I caught a glimpse of Cody tucked behind two cedars taking pictures in my direction. Sure why not I thought- slowly I stripped off my clothes then played with myself unfolding, my cock from a long day’s walk. I sure hoped Cody was getting as much of a thrill out of this as I was. In natures garb I stood. I’d smile and say, ‘not yet’. She’d shake her head, golden locks floating, and say, ‘You should, you know.’ Quite often – not always, by any means – Gillian Marshall would invite me to join them for lunch after the service and I would usually accept, careful not to outstay my welcome. I couldn’t help but notice Liina, too, and wondered at her story. There obviously was a story there.The wild geese were back, their voices and those of the over-wintering waders, colouring my dreams. The tenuous. I asked her to hand me a mirror, so that I could see her work. She said no and that I could not see it until she was finished. Connie had me to lift my body off of the towel and then proceeded to go into my bathroom with it. I was at a loss on what was to come next. I could hear her running water in the bathroom. When she came out she had a wet wash cloth in one hand and a clean towel in the other. She made me to lift my body off of the bed so that she could slip the towel under me. Next, she. A thousands hands had me undressed and moved to the day bed, the priestesses actually laughed at me. The room of women erupted in uncontrolled passion. They spread body oil over my entire body with feverish fingers stroking me. "I should never have run over here, damn sweat."Getting me on my back was easier when I didn't fight it. A pretty golden-brown teen, from the mainland, fought her way on top of me. Her wild eyes, dilated giving her a delirious look, staring at me only long enough to.