I made sure I didn't gawk, but I glanced when I thought I could. That led me to think what Dot's breasts looked like, and then further—wondering wha... Dot looked like naked. She became something of a fetish.I wondered how she looked in her youth. Was she a sexual woman? And then, as my thoughts became darker, what was her attitude towards sex now?I'm not sure how it happened, but one day I must have had a rush of blood. I put my arm around Dot's waist.Dot pulled away from me. "What are you. A gibbous moon, pregnant with danger, peered down like a blind eye, giving the feeling of being watched by some lurking evil. The dark trees waved their branches menacingly, as if to grab the unwary, seeming to reach out with long shadows in the dim pale light of the pulsing moonlight. A slight figure appeared, running into the clearing, looking over it's shoulder anxiously, seemingly fearful of pursuit. With a flash of white blouse and a rustle of bustle, the sound of bare feet pattering on. On an overstuffed sofa sat a blond-bearded man of about twenty-five years, his shirt casually open at the neck, a leather thong disappearing into it. Ada had a pretty good idea what was hanging there. She gulped.Callista was thrilled, and ran toward him ecstatically. "Ellis, Ellis! I brought her! She's here!" She seized his face in her hands and kissed him, molding her body to his, trying to touch as much of him at once as possible. She hiked up her skirt urgently. "Will you fuck me, now?. I wanted to smack myself upside the head, but I knew if I did that it would look a little strange. A part of me wanted Rochelle to think I was cute and sweet. There was also another part of me that wanted to push her on to the bed, push her white creamy legs apart, and start licking and kissing her pussy. I wanted to feel her lips touching mine. She had her long red hair tied up in a ponytail. She had the prettiest green eyes that I have ever seen. You felt like they were just drowning into.