I couldn't help noticing that her legs were spread apart a little more than I would expect from a young lady.As we pulled out of the parking lot, the ...ind blowing through the wide-open windows pushed her dress a little higher on her legs. I hadn't seen those beautiful thighs since the first time I had seen her in those shorts, since she normally wore jeans or pants to work. Every time I went to shift gears, my hand brushed against her leg. The first time it happened, I said "Sorry," and I. Soon I picked up the pace. Every now and then, I could see that something was bothering her. I would stop, but she would say that she needed to get over her fear of having someone on top of her during sex. Once I tried to pull out, but she just wrapped her legs around me and wouldn't let me go until long after I blew my load into her. She would say not to worry that she was safe.Later on, she got on her hands and knees and said, "Do my butt." What," I asked, sure I had heard wrong.I had a. " Then Ipiped up, "That was about the time we met the mystic in India."No more could be said on this as to be totally honest none of us reallyunderstood what had happened to us but it certainly was strange. UncleFrank then said, "What happened in India?" You girls go and get ready" aunty Val said, "I'll tell Frank." And withthat the three of us scampered upstairs to get ready for the evening.Luckily they had an electric shower so we took it in turns to shower andthen finished getting ready.With. Once Zoe had calmed herself, only giving the occasional sniff and sob into the velvet cushion, Dawn reached over and picked up her small, oval-headed, clothes brush and smiled as she contemplated the innocent-looking implement in her hand. Without another word, she replaced her left arm around Zoe Rudd’s slim waist and pulled her tightly into her nurse’s dress, holding her securely in place. The young disciplinarian smiled as she laid her ebony-backed clothes brush across the older woman’s.