She opened her nighty and she was naked underneath. I looked down naturally and she had a big curly bush of blackish-brown hair. She took my hand and ...guided it to her cunt, and she was dripping wet. I was surprised at its heat – I’d imagined touching a pussy so many times, but hadn’t thought of that. I massaged it a bit with my fingers, not really knowing what I was supposed to be doing. She started to guide me – more towards the top, not so hard, back and forth, lightly, not too direct, not so. This disappointed some of the younger salesmen hovering around Kat and Emily. They were hoping for a shot with Emily. The three of them looked at some guns for Emily but didn’t see anything that fit Emily properly and wasn’t a rip-off.“Don’t worry Emi. We still have plenty of time to find you something and plenty of places to check out. We also need to get you into a hunter safety course as well.”“Oh, do I need that?”“Yep, if you want to get a hunting license, and even IF the course was. He's just as funny and warm as Saul, without the self-assurance. Taking him to bed Sunday night really made us both feel wonderful. On Monday, though, at lunch, when Sigrid walked up to me in the Union, I had a kind of uneasy feeling. Certainly just misplaced guilt."Are you Mary Travis?"'Why beat around the bush?' I thought. "Right. You're Sigrid, but I don't have your last name." Sigrid Sorenson. I wanted to ask if you and Anne will be home tonight. I'd like to come by and talk to you alone.. I had neverfound it easy to make friends and for all we had our ups and downs Ifound I still felt more comfortable in Nick's presence than with anyoneelse, and he seemed glad to have someone around who would not take then'piss' about how much he was missing David.It also became pretty obvious that my savings would not be enough tocover my costs and I needed a part time job. Nick who's never understoodthe concept of poverty thought I was daft but I ignored him and startedworking weekends and a.