She was telling me it had been years since she had gone on a picnic and asked me if I wanted to do that when she got off at noon. I told her that woul... be great and I would get what ever she wanted for sandwiches and drinks and would pick her up at noon. My friend Bill had a small farm about ten miles north of the city limits, with a couple of fishing tanks and several nice areas to picnic at. When I got home, I caled Bill and he was happy to let us go , but I would have to come and get a key. ...Peter:The situation seemed to be the same for both of us, neither having....until now.. been unfaithful. Something seemed to have snapped, something had suddenly taken us from our stable day in day out lives and thrust us heatedly together with a chemistry mix that was like dynamite!My legs were still shaking from the exertion of thrusting into Clare, the tension that was throughout my body as I emptied my seed deep within her body was now washing away, it was being replaced not with guilt. Also, please do not use more than both sides of the paper, so keep it as high level as you think appropriate." Hmm, mentioning Jeremy reminded me to add one more request. "When you're done, anyone who has told someone about being a slave, or thinks that someone they know MIGHT suspect that they are one, please go into the kitchen with your paper. If that doesn't apply, please wait quietly in this room"Kristen had grabbed a piece of paper and was diligently writing down her details, but we could. Coming back into the kitchen with only a towel and a smile I got up took her hand and we walked to the bedroom at the other end of the cottage. She laid on the bed I pulled the towel off and let my robe drop to the floor. Laying down beside her running my fingers through her short wet hair I started to kiss her my fingers playing with the back of her neck I whispered I so wanted some one on one time with you. Our lips touched our tongues seemed like 2 magnets rolling around in her mouth, my.