That left me with Isabela, or Aedan himself, to blame. And as beautiful and seductive as Isabela is, my Warden had never shown signs of being weak tow...rds the manipulation of a beautiful woman.No, really, I could only blame Aedan, I eventually decided, as I sat on an uncomfortable chair in the corner of my inn room and watched someone else share the bed with my lover.I wasn't jealous, for a certainty; I regularly shared lovers with others, my usual pairings being the definition of an 'open. Standing up, I took a few very slow steps until I was over her. I waited for a moment to make sure she wasn't awake, but her shallow breathing continued. I slowly lowered my hand to just an inch or so over her breast, the slight perspiration of her skin in the morning heat causing small little droplets of sweat to form beneath where my hand hovered.I moved down centimeter by centimeter to her breast until the tip of my finger touched her smooth, supple skin. I then placed two more fingers on. Leila had sweetly taught her all of the 'ins and out' of girl-on-girl excitement. Her big breasts were tingling and the nipples a little sore from the younger woman's mouth; she had brought Mrs. Miller to such heights of sexual gratification that a little discomfort was certainly justified and accepted. She suddenly thought of Denise, who, at eighteen was perhaps the sexiest young lady she had ever seen, and it gave her an idea.That night after dinner Mrs. Miller actually flirted with her. Fighting back a giggle at how archaic everything looked she watched the cars roll by and then realized that without a city in sight she probably would need to get in one of these rattletraps to catch a ride. Besides, it would give her a chance to absorb new thought data. All the better to fit in around here. A quick eye roll had her scanning her thought base and she quickly found what she was looking for. Hitchhiking: (also known as thumbing, hitching, or autostop) is a means of.