”“We help you now. Later you help us.”Richard stopped at the bank and took two hundred pounds from his account. He drove to the hardware store a...d bought several 1”x6”x8’ rough planks and 10 lbs. of 3” nails. He arranged to pick up two sacks of quick-set concrete in the morning, along with two buckets and a galvanized trough. Back in the hotel, he ate a sandwich and tried to work out how much concrete he’d need for 50 pillars. He guessed they’d be 30x7x7. Maybe a bit less. That’d come to fifty. Not like a torch, but the softest gentlest glow, a natural glow, like that of a warm summer day. His hair flowed down his back in light waves of brown, a gentle auburn that accentuate his glow and made it seem less unnatural. Should not everyone in the world have skin like that, pure and beautiful? Neither of the two on the forest floor noticed that it glowed, nor would anyone else unless they looked at it closely, and then they would also see the lines and runes carved along his body from. My breasts were visible through the saturated white silk dress that hugged my body. Protruding nipples were like magnets for his fingertips as he coaxed them further into his palms. Ian caressed my cheek with the backs of his fingers and delicately kissed my mouth. I sipped the delicious nectar of rainwater from his lips. The rain continued to pour down on us. He looked into my eyes, held one hand gently behind my neck and the other smoothed over my cheek. My lips parted at the urging of his. I felt that Caroline and Gianna should get together as well but, as I’ve said before, I don’t feel able to write about that. If there are any female readers who would like to share experiences with other women I’d be happy to write the encounter up more fully as a later insert. Mike’s Tale: The next week at the villa Monday: I was woken in the morning to find Gianna had left and Lena was snuggling up to me, half asleep. I bent and kissed her mouth, a kiss she returned as she woke. ‘Mmm, that’s.