”“Is it impassable?”“There’s a path, but it’s a bit hemmed in.”“Shall we explore?”In surprise I said, “Certainly.” I stood up an...d helped her up, and I pointed out the path and she walked ahead of me. After about five yards she stopped and said, “Quiet. Like no one is around at all for twenty miles.”“Yes.”She found a moonlit spot and leaned against a tree and looked at me. I looked back at her and moved to her side. She looked up at me unblinkingly in the moonlight and then closed her eyes as I. After going to a sex shop and treating my wife to some sexy lingerie, we started talking about a swingers club we had looked up a few times nearby. My wife then whispered in my ear “so you going to take me there or not”. I obviously jumped at the chance as I never thought she actually would. We did a little more shopping and she tried on a few more short teasing dresses and even started to tease me by calling me over to the changing room and coming out in nothing but a short dress, which she. She says something and I have to snap back to reality. She's caught me looking. " I said, shall we go upstairs now? To measure."Luckily she's laughing, and she leads the way up, knowing the attention she's getting. I'm drinking in the view and wishing the skirt was looser. When she gets to the bathroom she has to lean across the bath to get to the window, and her ass and tits are stuck out as she reaches. She cant get far enough, and kicks off her heels to put one foot on the edge of the bath. ‘A couple months ago, everything seemed to be goin’ better. She was a lot more fun again. Now, it’s worse than before.’ She was seriously considering going to Torrie’s parents and trying to convince them that their daughter needed some serious help, because the girl just wasn’t right in the head. And now, she was being evasive about her whereabouts and canceling plans at the last minute. Rachel was convinced that, on top of whatever other problems her friend was having that Torrie was on drugs.