In fact, the ideal thing would be for you to be our 'environmental resource.' You might appear for two to five minutes every week or two. We'd offer t...e clips to stations in other parts of Australia. Perhaps elsewhere. We'd pay you a fee, of course." Wow! Well, my first reaction is 'yes, but no.' Do you really think I could do it?" Yes. You've a terrific on-camera presence. Really." Well, I'd be glad to appear, but I think it should be a public service of the CSIRO. Or ... perhaps the station. All I know is that I want to talk to her. I approach the swings, looking at her. I stop about five feet away. She is wearing a metric fuck ton of eyeliner, and it’s clear that she’s been crying. Her black hair is frazzled and tangled, and she has the air of someone who has just run from something. She just notices me, and starts. I realize that I am staring, and since she is a teenage girl alone in a park at 1 AM, and I am looking a little like a schizophrenic homeless boy, this is probably not. “What? What is it?’ The young boy exclaimed worriedly. “I'm a little too short to check your whole body so I’m just going to get on top.” Before he protested, I hoisted my petite frame on to the table and placed myself so that I was straddling him. He looked shocked but made no movement to get away. My short white dress was hiked above my thighs, now, revealing my pink panties. I lowered down so that the crotch of my panties was right on top of his dick. I knew he could feel the wetness from my. I trod warily at first, forbidding my heart to sing every time I heard the throaty roar of his sports car arriving for me, but my heart just wouldn’t listen. I’m pretty easy-going overall, but I still get hurt and I knew I wouldn’t be able to laugh off this relationship if it all went bottoms up. I was madly in love with this guy… end of! Spring quickly gave way to summer, and one shimmering afternoon we decided to drive out to a beauty spot in the country. I settled in the seat beside Alex,.