"Amanda nodded at this and lowered her head. For some reason, knowing a more exact location made it seem a little less fantastic to her. "So tell me a...bout the rest. Tell me what's going on here. What are you? What about that boy? What about all the others?"Sirinna slid her arm up and placed her hand against the back of Amanda's head. In a delicate voice, she said, "We're slaves, Amanda."Amanda paused a long moment, remaining still, Sirinna's fingers brushing slowly through her hair. Amanda knew. The fact that she stood at 5”8 and had very nice long legs meant she carried it very well on the whole. Although she and for that point I, weren’t in the mood as often it seemed we both, her more that I, enjoyed pushing the boundaries of sex in particular exhibitionism. We had discussed an adventure when we were enjoying a glass of wine the evening before and now found ourselves sitting in a well known dogging lay-by on a summers evening at about half past eight darkness usually set in about. She posed in her nakedness before him, smoothing her hands over her taut, high, small firm breasts until their brownish nipples distended in the manner he preferred; then she trailed her long graceful fingers down over her stomach and hips to her strong thighs, finally moving toward the sensitive white flesh of her inner thighs and upward to the silky, black-hair covered mound, those same long delicate fingers slowly gliding to the soft fleshy folds of her hair-lined cunt-lips, gently spreading. You don't know me at all. You can't be in love with me, or want me as a life partner. Our age difference..." Age is a matter of time and experience. You have it all. I want it all. I have had feelings for you ever since Sue told me all about you. She has a wonderful descriptive ability you know. I have heard about you for the last year and a half and I think I fell in love with you a long time ago." You are in love with an ideal, or possibly an image of what you think I am." NO. I am in love.