He took his wallet out of the jacket and put it in his front pocket, then distributed his other accoutrements among his other pockets. His shirt was n...t the crisply ironed article he had put on that morning, but it was clean and relatively wrinkle-free. Rachel wore a dark blue skirt that fell to slightly above her knees; it had a pattern worked into the weave in the same color, giving the impression of swirling with the slightest movement. Above that she had put on a pale blue blouse, small. It felt cozy enough to take a nap on and she thought she just might but she was eager to continue into her story where she had left off.She quickly lost herself in the imaginative distraction and took no notice of the cracking noises as the other four blossoms opened one by one. As the story evolved, Emily relaxed in the warm rays of the sun. She felt a weariness she did not know she had slowly melting from her. This being one of her usual tawdry romance novels, it was not too long before Emily. A giggle from the trapped young woman broke the spell a moment, as she defltly unlaced the bindings that held Lyssa’s dress to her curvaceous frame.The red stained dress fell promptly to the floor in a pool of lace and satin. Twin bodies glowed naked in the moonlight and for those moments who knew any more what it meant to be human or to be divine as both drank from the pools of lust that lay in the others gaze. With soft kisses Leah paid homage to the beauty before her, sinking to her knees. Finally his long shorts came off and the striptease was over. He stood naked and skinny in the door.“Stay there for a moment Tom, let me look at you.” He did as he was told, somewhat embarrassed to find himself an object of fascination. “Raise your arms above your head and give me a twirl.” He blushed but complied and even wiggled his bum with an innocent giggle. “Get into bed with me.” I said, lifting the corner of the duvet. He climbed in and we awkwardly came together undercover. It was.