We have the remainder of our wine, in front of the fireplace, on the sheepskin rug. You lay me back on the soft sheepskin and lean over and kiss me p...ssionately on the mouth, running your tongue along my lips, gently forcing them apart. I am a willing participant, and I let my tongue mate with yours, a foreshadowing of what our bodies will be doing in a short period of time. Your hands reach for the snaps of my blouse, and gently tug at them, revealing my breasts in the lacy bra. You. ‘So what do I do Beth? How can he possibly expect me to do something like this?’ ‘You can’t jump into something for the rest of your life, ask him if he’ll do it for a week or two, better yet, give it a month.’ Beth said. ‘A Month? Wait a minute, why would I want to do anything like this for a month?’ Jennifer asked. Beth stopped and looked at her astounded. ‘Jennifer, you don’t get it do you?’ ‘Get what? That he wants me to be his little fuck slave?’ Jennifer asked with some anger in her. Just as we arrived at the water, I heard some rustling in some tall grass a mere 20 yards away. A woman was sitting on a blanket and appeared to be covering herself up. Yes, I’m sure of it, the woman didn’t have any pants on. After an awkward silence for about 30 seconds, I looked in the other direction and led Shemp to the water for a quick drink. Then I intended to head back up to the road and continue our walk. Just as I was leaving, the woman called out to me. ‘Don’t leave … I know you. Through the store window, I could see Wade behind the counter reading a newspaper. He looked up when he saw my headlights shining from the parking lot, and when I got out of the car, he gave me a wave. ‘Hey, stranger,’ he said when I walked through the door. ‘Hey yourself.’ I’d always liked Wade, had even worked for him here for a few weeks before I began waitressing at Mildred’s. ‘You’d better get on home,’ he told me. ‘It’s supposed to start snowing any time now.’ ‘I just need to grab.