It felt so much more intimate that way. He would take me under the tree with branches that seemed to reach down as if in an embrace. I would know my w...y there with my eyes closed. Now I closed them as I walked so I could envision him. I could feel his lips against my skin and his body pressed against mine. I would be ready for him. I stop in front of our tree. I sit down with my back against it. The rough bark against my back reminds me of the physical world and brings me back from my inner. I came back to my room, took a head bath and wore a casual wear and left out on my bike, heading for the city. Within half an hour, I reached my favourite boutique, Kavita’s boutique. The owner of the boutique is the mother of one of my best friends. The best thing is that she loves me more than my friend does. And who would reject a pair of dress coming for free, on every birthday!!Being a weekend, the boutique was moderately busy with a couple of women here and there. Anyways, I found my way. I think you instinctively trust more easily than I do, Stan, possibly because the trust you feel has never been broken with the shards of it raked across your skin. I have! It’s taking time for me to let go of the feelings left from that experience.’ ‘Ouch! I felt that. Still that bad, huh?’ ‘Well, yes. But it’s better than it’s ever been Stan. I do trust you not to deliberately hurt me physically, and now I’m sure you don’t intend to hurt me emotionally, but there’s a part of me that still. "Now, listen here's the plan..."He knocked on the door. He was so horny for the little bitch that his cock was practically busting out of his pants. That piece of ass she'd given him at the drive-in the other night had made him hard up for her tight pussy ever since. His shore leave was almost over, but if it had meant going AWOL he'd have told the damned Navy to go to hell for another chance at getting into those hot, young pants.Now, though, it was working out great. When he'd called his.