It was a lovely day, not too hot, which is nice for cycling. We set our picnic out on a rug, mum had made us sandwiches, apples and a bottle if Irn Br... for me and a can of beer for Finlay, who was 18 by this time. After lunch we left our bikes chained to a lamp-post and went for a walk.Finlay started acting a bit weird, getting quite aggressive, he snapped at some kids who were dancing around on the grass and even slapped one lad who dared to laugh at him. I was getting a little scared.Finlay. The dildo flopped in her hand as she brought it to her mouth, flicking her tongue over the transparent pink surface before wrapping her lips around it and letting out an exaggerated moan. Oh, how I wished I was that dildo.She knew how to push my buttons. The dildo disappeared into her mouth and she pinched one of her small, pink nipples with her other hand. She moaned and pushed the dildo as far down her throat as she could before her gag reflex kicked in and her throat constricted. She held it. I licked her partly exposed breasts and gave them a kiss. They were so soft and juicy, I love the way a woman’s body is made, so desirable and so….. so….. what a turn on, that’s all I can say. With my hands, I then fondled her breasts underneath her bra very gently and carefully. I moved around closer and closer to her nipple but I barely touched it, I just graced over it slowly. I was very turned on and hard by now! I wanted to do her so bad but I knew I loved her, and I wanted to take this. “Amber,” he said, “we’ve both been through a lot and I think fifteen years is too long for either of us to suffer our loss, but I just don’t see us having a future as friends.” Amber was crushed. She lowered her head in total defeat as the life just drained from her body. She had so hoped she could find some way to have him back in her life, even if it was for just an occasional visit. Bill stroked her cheek with a light, sensual touch reminiscent of days long ago. “Hey,” he said with a smile.