" At that age?" Asked Anita raising her eyebrows in a menacing manner."Oh, you know what I mean. You're beautiful at any age. And you know it." If you...say so." She looked hard at me for a while. Then she licked her lips. "Aren't you going to prove to me that you love me?"I just looked at her for a while, and then I bent forward and kissed her."You know it's nice to see you again. And I mean see." Mm, and I love to see you too, without any need for hiding. Oh, Anita, I'm so sorry for what I have. He was a Ranger in the Army and home on leave. We were all in our 20s.Louise and I had been laughing at the ads in the back of a PlayGirl magazine. (Someone had given me a subscription for a previous birthday!) One ad showed a Hippity Hop with a nodule on the top. You could choose from a variety of dildos to affix to the top of the Hippity Hop, and then ride the hell out of it. Great idea actually. But anyway, we got to talking about sex toys, when I came up with the brilliant idea for us to. Shaded by the tree and off the country road, the river wound gently through the hills above. The steep bank did not allow for building so the area was quite deserted, except possibly for fishermen. He looked up and down river, looking for people. ‘Don’t see anyone. I think this place is quiet enough…what do you think?’, he was smiling broadly – almost a dare in his eyes. The question enough to cause her to set her jaw and nod in agreement. They shrugged off their clothes and he marvelled at the. " But, ..." Our apartment is only a half mile from here. Come on."Well, I wasn't exactly looking like a woman who was setting out to meet a lover's wife while trying to keep our secrets. George waited while I peed on the leaves. I took a wipe out of my bag and cleaned the telltale spots off my leg and got the bits of forest floor off my knees. Then I wiped off my sex before I pulled on my panties and shorts, got my bra situated and straightened out my tee shirt. George used another wipe, though.