I turned around to see her pulling the shirt off. Shewas naked underneath. She apologized for the shirt butsaid she didn't like wearing clothes at hom.... She hadnice sized breasts with big nipples. She was also completelyshaven. I told her I felt over dressed as I began peelingclothes off.She plopped down in an over-sized chair, took a vibratoroff the coffee table (I hadn't even noticed it) andbegan rubbing her pussy with it. She admitted that she hadstarted without me and was near her first. I turned my head slightly expecting to see a fox or a cat, maybe a drunk, the usual scavengers or miscreants with business in a skip at the back of the shops in the dark of night. Instead I saw … it. At first the shape of it puzzled me, its silhouette an oddity. Curious, I stepped closer. Oh how I wish I hadn’t. Beyond the deserted car park, past the red and white striped security barrier, the world went about its business. There were kids in masks and costumes with sacks of goodies they’d. We spend the next hours slow dancing and sipping on wine. He discreetly ever so gently plays with my brests through my silk shirt, keeping my titties so very taut and hard. He kisses me with the equality of the goodbye warkiss in Cold Mountain. His seduction is almost complete, I give in, I ask him if we can leave. He smiles with victory in his eyes, and he kisses me one last time and tells me no, I have to wait for him. I have to wait one week, and meet him at the same time at the same place. .. was... Steven Porter. You had just gone to sleep last night, just finished with the last day of high school. You were a senior, but you have yet to have a girlfriend, or unfortunately,ever gone past a little innocent kissing. You had expected to finally see some action in college, but you had the whole summer ahead of you before that. Now though, you are in a strange... forest, it seems, for no apparent reason.You start getting up, and although you normally would be drowsy, slowly getting.