I was aware of how Lisa’s surprisingly large and oh-so-firm breasts were pressing against me as we hugged. And I was painfully aware that her warm s...eek skin was touching mine in so many other places: her arms around my back; her flat stomach rising and falling against mine as our breathing slowly recovered from the swim; her chin resting on one of my broad shoulders; and her breath blowing gently on my neck.Something new was happening, and it was involuntary, at least for me.And then, that. Now she's making noise. Little high-pitched squeaks as the man's rippling body is forcing her into the moss covered wood. Treehugger is definitely the term. The man groans with his hand on her back. His last few thrusts are more potent as he empties himself, until he finally withdraws her. The two roll into the empty grove.Gregor reviews the splatter he left on the wood pile. Maybe it will look like sap when it dries? He moves to climb down, but one log slips, then another. Gregor rides a. "Are you okay?" I asked, sarcastically.She grumbled. "It's too early even for your lighthearted sarcasm, Mona." It's never too early for sarcasm, Caroline."She scoffed before moving on with the conversation."How's London? Are you unpacked? Did you get any sleep? Have you met William yet? You're in the same time zone now! I miss you!"I laughed a little as the excitement grew in my friend's voice. "London is great, so beautiful too. Yes, I'm unpacked, well rested, and I miss you too! So much! I. We did all the work together either at her place or in the library.The d-day came when we had an assignment submission at midnight and she was struggling with it. I offered my help since I knew the subject very well. We sat in the library and didn’t realize it was 1 AM when we finished the work. She was a bit nervous to go home alone and if I dropped her I won’t be able to come back home because the last shuttle would have departed by then.I asked to stay at my place that night and she can go.