Coolly dealing with the realities of life. How then do I surrender myself? The very thought of doing this awakens something in me that has lain dorman.... I WANT IT! To not be bound by anything, to explore and be explored. To discover and be discovered, mind… body… soul… all senses. Oh, the allure! The attraction of just letting go… getting lost in such sweet surrender! The very thought frightens me, and yet makes my soul ache for it. I can see it, you know. I can write here for you about it, for. Kate responded with a long sigh ‘Mmmmmmmmmmm’ as Nick began his stroking, encouraging him to continue. Nick watched the road, controlling the car with one hand, and almost absently stroked Kate’s thigh. Although she had opened her blouse, she was still wearing her shorts. This mild attention induced Kate to an almost trancelike state, although her mind was still active. It was her mind that would provide the final push. Kate began to moan softly and allow her own hands to roam over her naked. Taking a momentary pause, she reached down and lowered the back of her seat so she was almost laying down flat. Barbara then removed her panties, giving herself easier access to her rising need. After dropping them in her purse, she took one more look around, and then started to caress her wet pussy.Sam finished his rounds, and returned to his office, getting a cup of coffee and making his entry into the logbook. “At least there’s not as much paperwork here as in the Army” he mused, quickly. But I was the square peg. Well, one of them. My actions and attitudes were not going to meet those expectations. At best, I will either be an unseen part of the background - virtually invisible - or a sort of wet blanket on the whole thing. At worst, I would be a challenge, with people anxious to get me to respond before the day is done. I will still be naked at the talent show tonight, but in a Look But Don't Touch sort of way.While in some ways pleasant to contemplate, the likely reality of.