Charlotte announced that she was going to inform them of our plan.As she got up from the bench and walked over to the group, I assumed a slightly more...respectable position. She addressed the three as 'young gentlemen' and explained that she was proposing a 'somewhat unusual competition' and that the winner would be able to a collect a 'unique and precious reward'.I had mixed feelings hearing her talk like that about me, but had to admit that she was only presenting my own idea. After all, it. I was at the mercy of this tree and its tickling leaves playing with my breasts.“You have nothing to be afraid of,” the nubile girl purred when she walked around the tree. She had reddish-tan skin, matching the bark of the tree, and hair that was the orange-red of autumn leaves. Her deep-green eyes examined my body as the leaves tickled up and down my flesh.“Who are you?” I demanded.“Xantha,” she answered. “I'm a dryad, and you looked so pretty I had to play with you.”The dryad moved closer as. We spent the day just outside doing a lot of nothing but that night after dinner and taking showers we were all down stairs watching TV. About midnight I looked over and Ashley was asleep on the couch, I woke her up and helped her get in bed upstairs, then I came back down and Stacy was still watching the movie that was on. The movie ended right about one so I asked Stacy, "You want to turn it off and see what happens?" "Well, lets turn it off and go in your room to talk so we're not so loud,. "What made you think it was a gunshot sir?" one of the officers asked."Well it was kind of dark, but the figure ran through the light coming from the kitchen window and he was wearing a ski mask. I immediately thought of the vigilante - he's the one that's been attacking the criminals isn't he and that house over there is certainly full of them!"The mention of the ski mask sparked an immediate reaction from the officers. Everyone on the force was well versed in the details of the vigilante by.