"Cynthia returned to the living room to sit close to the fire. The house was chilled but the immediate area by the fireplace wasn't. What caught her e...e was that there wasn't a television in the front room. She also noticed a piano sitting there. Plus lots of books on shelves from floor to ceiling. Enduring the cold away from the blaze. she browsed the titles of these publications. She found some interesting biographies, a few novels, many books on history, and others. Some of interest, some. It was all a jumble, that fall from the sky. The horrific screech of tearing metal, the crystal tinkling of shattered glass and a voice, his voice?, screaming.It was dark when he woke in the fork of a tree, the junction of a shattered branch almost as thick as his waist and the trunk so large he could not wrap his arms around. Through the destroyed canopy along the path of his crash, he could make out the stars shining and the hint of a moon somewhere to his left. His entire body hurt and. " When I asked you out, you said that you were only attracted to women,"Mark said with some frustration evident in his voice. "And I was telling the truth." Then how could you..."Lily raised her hand and interjected by saying, "Oh, Mark, I acted thepart Carl wanted me to play. On screen and off, I play a part."Mark reached his car and opened the passenger side door for Lily. AfterLily took her seat in the car, he entered the vehicle. Mark drove themtowards her home. As they drove along, Mark. She lifted the silky material over her head and dropped it to the floor. Her underclothes were soon discarded and she lay in the morning sunlight, naked and eager to explore herself. Timidly she touched her pussy, angling herself so that she could witness her own actions. The curls were thick, but not so much that she could not see the pink flesh of her sex, or the small bump that was protected by thick lips. She toyed with her hairs, dipping her nails into the golden forest. A shiver slowly.