Upon arrival, he set the picnic basket down, then removed a thin blanket and spread it out in the shade of a large oak.Straightening up, he turned to ...ind that she was already half undressed, her full breasts exposed to the sun. "My, my," he teased, "We are eager, aren't we?" Grinning wickedly, she returned, "We’ve waited too long for this moment. I want us to have all day be with each other like this..."He smiled. "Okay, but it's my birthday, and I want you to undress me."Now completely. She began to relax, reacting to his attentions, and eventually her body went limp, completely unconscious. He knew that she would awake in a few minutes and complain that her head hurt where she had actually succeeded in pulling hair out of the follicles.Silver was a complex woman, he reflected. Silver wasn't even her real name. She had gotten it legally changed before she had married Bryan.Silver had been named Jessica. As a child, the second youngest of six, she had always been highly. Brittany told us we could hang out at the sorority stand all day if we wanted. Our other escorting sister laughed when Brittany said that after the 'In the Dark' party we would not have any energy for walking around anyway.I was sitting in my room wondering if the 'In the Dark' party was a sorority prank when someone knocked on my door. I got up, opened it, and nearly swallowed my tongue.In front of me was the reason I tried not argue with the women in my life about certain things. The vision. They also know that the merest hint of a shag will cause a frenzy of dusting, polishing and hoovering. Trish, Steve’s girlfriend, once confided to me that the cleanness of the flat the first time you see it is directly proportional to a bloke’s level of desperation. With this in mind, my flat ended up not quite clean enough to manufacture silicon chips in, and just untidy enough to look lived in. I wasn’t desperate, but Steve’s comments this morning had got me thinking. It had been a long time..