” “7:30?! You need to learn to sleep later dirty boy.” As she started to snuggle in closer she noticed my hard on and she grinned.“Maybe ...I should call you Mister Anytime instead.” She took a hold of my cock and stroked it. 'Well since we are up already I guess I should take advantage of you.” She rolled onto her back and I followed her and we kissed for a while. Our tongues dancing and our hands exploring each other. With very little urging I kissed my way down to her pussy and did my best. They saw the whole show and we heard them pass by us on the trail as we began to recover. After our breathing slowed down I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply. “Sethy Taylor, I love you.” She whispered in my ear in response, ”Rod Bronco, I love you too”. The beautiful thing was that we both knew that both statements were true. Sethy whispered again in my ear, “Rod darling. I have a confession to make to you. But perhaps you know already.”In this moment I could not imagine anything wrong in. I scrambled back in to the trees and eventually found my bag. I rushed back to her getting my phone out as I ran. By the time I had crouched back down beside her, I had dialled 999. I spoke to the police and told them what had happened and roughly where we were. It was enough to tell them that we were about two miles north of the village, down a side road on the right. I didn't mention Limston Hill, as I was now sure that the two bastards had lied about the name or had just made it up. I sat. "What's going on? I saw the way you looked at each other." I don't know what you think you saw, but there's nothing going on. For Christ's sake, she's a teacher! What would there be between us?" I think you're lying, if nothing else about that story not being yours. I think that was your story she read." Well, it wasn't. And anything you think you saw could have just been her remembering how that story made her feel. She said it made her cry; maybe she was thinking about it while she was.