It was time to leave, and the collected guests and guides moved to an awaiting van: me with my trio of escorts, as well as a family of two parents and...a daughter in her late teens, with their pair of nearly forty year old guides. The daughter shot me a number of dirty looks during the lengthy ride from the company grounds to the raft launch site, likely wishing we could switch parties. Because of the river's bends, what was a two hour drive by van from the company headquarters to our launching. " she said. "I love Australia, I love its age. By the way, my name is Karen." Jiri," said Jiri, and they shook hands, a little awkwardly. Jiri could not place her accent; it could have been European, but was not a strong one. She was certainly not an Australian or a Kiwi.With that, she sat down in the seat opposite Jiri and gazed with rapt attention at the unchanging landscape. Silence returned to the carriage, and Jiri returned to his book.Jiri did not notice immediately, but Karen's posture. I had already extinguished the candles but I still felt exposed.“Yes.” I hurriedly snatched a pair of boxers and dressed before turning back the covers for her. She held the skirts up so they didn’t drag on the floor as she approached the bed, it looked thin and dark, most likely purple. She must have been wearing one of the nightgowns that remained from Chandra’s grandmother who was Chandra’s height. I stroked Celia’s damp strawberry curls and talked her to sleep. I had already foreseen my. "How's that for deflowering?" I give a shaky laugh. Luna is unable to speak verbally. Telepathically she releases a run-on of her inner thoughts: I love your cock---I only want you to fuck me---you're all mine---it felt sooooooo fucking good---I want you to own me. There were only three words she desperately wanted to say, but the fear of rejection held the words at bay. She wanted to say 'I love you', so I voiced her one better. "I'm in love with you." Her mortal heart stopped as her immortal.