"Hey, you good?"I didn't turn, just stared out the slider wondering if another storm wascoming, "Who are you Brad?" Huh? You know who I am..." No, I ...don't think so..." I turned to face him. "Who are you?" God Rach, I'm not even sure how to answer that. Where's this comingfrom?"I didn't answer and began shaking, the tears already welled in my eyesbegan to flow... Sobbing followed, uncontrollably."Whoa... Whoa, easy girl..."Brad tried to hug me, but I pushed him away, "NO! Don't you..." . The neighbor was gone, so I opened the gate and drove back into the timber, it wasn't very cold, and about half way I came onto a tent with a small camp fire in front.I stopped and there was a middle aged guy sitting there, shaggy hair, patched jeans and jacket, reminded me of the homeless guys I'd seen in town. I asked him why he was camping there, he told me he had come into some money, and was heading for California. But he didn't like staying in motels, and had gotten permission from this. I liked Hazel very much and it seemed that she liked me.We did our duty and danced and chatted with the boring old dignitaries, pretending to be interested in their conversations. Hazel and I looked over at each other several times as if we were giving each other moral support. Sometime during that evening, she slipped me her phone number which I was pleased to receive. Had I found a friend? At last, the evening came to a close. My husband stayed behind talking to his friends and I was. Her nipples were near full attention now too. I used my fingers to spread her moisture down between the tops of her thighs and onto her taint (perineum: taint pussy and taint asshole) and along the very bottom of her asscrack.I intended to slip my peter between her legs from behind and try to get my dick up in her pretty good while she was still asleep. I knew it was going to be hard to do and I wanted to get it all as slippery as possible before I tried it."Bill." Shelly whispered into my ear.