I opened my eyes blearily. A dying campfire greeted my visage. Glowing white embers gave off half-hearted smoke as they cooled in the breeze of the fo...est. In the sky, the purple hues of twilight were giving way to the pink and orange of a new dawn. A blanket was wrapped tightly around my body restricting my arms, causing the uncomfortable warmth that had roused me into wakefulness. I sat up, and after an embarrassing amount of effort, I managed to slip from the blanket’s grasp. The cool. I caressed her back, keeping her body close against mine, and then moved my hands down to her bottom. I indulged in her kiss; I quickly forgot where we were. All I wanted was her, to touch her, to kiss her, and I didn’t want to stop when I did.“Let’s go to my place.” She didn’t say anything, just kept breathing heavily. “You need some help getting dressed?” She nodded. I undid the clasps that were holding the teddy together, and at the sight of her free breasts, I was turned on even more. She. A woman crying tears that would not stop. A woman shaking, trembling, quaking with the fear of her worst nightmare coming true. A woman who clutched your picture like it was a lifejacket in a hurricane. A woman who looked at me with uncomprehending eyes and asked me why you had left her. A woman who would never understand. She cried until she made herself sick and then she cried some more. Her legs wouldn’t hold her. Her body rebelled against everything sane. She could not form coherent. He said that he could get in trouble if it got out but John told him I was cool and could keep it secret. He reemphasized that John shouldn't tell any more people but since I was already there he guessed it was ok. Shane asked what I had. I showed him the two hardcore books I brought with me. "Nice!" he said, "I got a few like this but not many.". I told him I only had a few like that myself. Shane said he was definitely interested. He took us into his bedroom and opened up a drawer on a small.