Standing in a communal shower, the sounds of other people laughing and bathing reduced to a backdrop of sound, a distant hum, I stared at her. I'd met...Ann the evening before, soon after I'd arrived at this weekend workshop. Located in a hot-springs area in northern California, a clothing-optional community that found its roots in the hippie days of the 60's, it had enjoyed a renewal in this new-age decade.A delightful woman I'd met on-line whose sensitivity and insights I'd come to cherish, had. Once back in the mall I asked her what the saleslady had said to her, and she smiled and said, "She said it was pretty obvious that YOU liked them, and from the looks of things I should buy them and go home right now. I know I would!" Apparently my erection was even more visible than I realized. We continued on to a few other boutique style stores and smaller stores. At one point we were walking and she reached across me to point at something and "accidentally" ran her fingers the length of my. I said, let me shag off over cam and she should at same time rub herself.We started doing the same. For me shagging her rubbing her pussy was getting out of control and her boobs were swinging up and down due to her rigorous motion. She was moaning heavily and was saying words like “Kutte, mujhe aakar chod. Aur nahi reh sakti main lund ke bina. Mujhe randi bana de. Mujhe chodo”.I too was now extremely horny. I said, now do stuff which I am asking for. She said, first needed to cum for the first. "My party will be going," I replied firmly. "They've got the most experience amongst the men here. However I will be taking a handful of archers from the crew. I'll keep them out of any actual fighting, but I'm going to need somebody covering my back."The man nodded his head in agreement and understanding and I could see the relief in his eyes. He knew as I did that the crew weren't fighters and that in a situation like this, they would probably end up dead if I sent them in to do what I wanted.