" Derek chuckled nervously. She kept pushing the topic and Derek was getting a bit uncomfortable. He was trying to clear his head of his perversions, ...ut his mother wouldn't let him forget.Miranda took a deep breath and chose her words carefully. She didn't want to freak her son out, she wanted to bring it up casually to gauge his reaction."I'm kind of jealous," she blurted out, "these two young hotties walking around naked, stealing all the guy's hearts. An older woman like me can't keep. But she was NOT a slut.She wasn't sorry. No. Now that the ice, as well as other things, had been broken, as far as she was concerned they were a couple. They'd deal with the personal aspects as time passed, but she fully expected to spend that night, and every night, in his tent. But, she still had to work out for herself what had happened.Most likely, it was the Lady. Goddess of Wisdom. Alice had not been forced, but her ... inhibitions had been lowered. Her late night fantasy encounters. She was a small woman, with short red hair hair, in her late thirties maybe, a bit skinny. She was dressed normally although I could tell she wore no bra. She appeared to have nice tits. I decided not to call the police, after all nothing had been missing and my dog did not view her as a threat. Plus she obviously needed the sleep. I checked on her periodically and watched her sleep for about five and a half hours before she got up and went to the second bathroom. I had not put a camera in. "Which agrees with my own assessment," she said. She didn't sound upset at all."About me?" About men in general," she said."Smart girl," I said, grinning. "These are what we were looking for. Care to get somewhere cooler?" Desperately," she said. She dropped the shirt and descended the fold-down stairway.When I got down, I handed her the notebooks while I folded up the ladder and closed the trap door. I turned to see her leafing through the top book. Her shirt, like mine was damp with sweat..