The path is narrow and the woods are denser here. I carry on down the path looking for her. I can't see her and stop to listen for footsteps. I can't ...ear any but there is a noise coming from off the path just ahead. I move closer listening. It is a soft moaning sound. I spot a movement through the undergrowth and move closer. It is my gorgeous mature lady. She is sitting on a fallen tree trunk. Her blouse is undone and she is pulling on her nipples with one hand while her skirt is hitched up. So, the last semester before my 15th birthday, I did a little experiment. Having been a top student, possessing exceptional study skills as is typical with any one that has teachers as parents, I knew that the I would produce an ?A? paper. I knew a girl from an African American family that was a nice gal, but seldom ever received a grade higher than a ?B,? She was typically upset with the grades, which previously I put down to seething jealousy and lesser abilities. But, I still had to know.. She said that due to the heat, she would leave the fan on in the hall and leave her bedroom door open. My room was just across the hall from hers and she told me I might want to leave my bedroom door open too so that my room would cool off. I thanked her for everything and she stood up and said good night. She bent forward to kiss me on the forehead, I gazed straight ahead at her big tits while she was bending forward. Oh my god I could not get that sight out of my mind. Being 17 and almost. Jerry had Trish, Steve had Andi, Frank had Sheila, and I had all the rest. Life was good.Lisa came out to the pool in a nice conservative cover-up. She walked over and sat on one of the loungers. Christina took her a glass of wine.Lena drove up and rushed over to me. She asked me to come to the car. I was afraid she had wrecked it. She had a couple of packages she needed help with.She had me set them on the table. Tamara came over to help. They told me to find a seat. They worked at arranging.