No, that's not strictly true, what I did was make sure that I didn't occupy the same space as Natasha and Kirsty unless we were surrounded by others. ...As much as I wanted to make a play for Kirsty I couldn't pluck up the courage to do it.I'm pretty sure that Natasha caught me looking their way a couple of times but I know from experience that she was used to it, the only difference was that this time it was the girl with the dark hair that was the focus of my attention, not the blond.Thursday I. I add as an incentive. I am dying of curiosity to see more of what is left of my civilization.I don't like the woods, Alys whimpers and sides up to me. Can't we stay out in the light? she turns her big dark eyes on Diana.We'll stay to the edge, Diana folds. Catherine grunts her agreement from the back of the line.I nod in agreement as well.After that, the day is much the same as the first. Diana walks up front. The girls and I talking and Catherine in the rear. A brief stop for lunch and some. Before I knew it, our tongues were in a passionate dance. I slipped her tee off of her and to my surprise, that was the only thing she was wearing. I shook my head and whispered, "You naughty girl," with a chuckle. Her only reply was a chuckle, then another passionate kiss. She sat on me in such a way that my legs were between hers. I rested my hand on her pussy as I kissed her neck and chest. She squirmed with excitement; God was it hot when she did that. I picked her up and carried her to our. My adrenaline shot up through the top of my head. I’d been looking down at her nipples, thick and poking at the blouse fabric like little fingertips, and had paid no attention to the traffic in front of me. Those poky tips were magnetic for the eyes of a sex-deprived guy like me. And, I’d almost crashed obsessing over them.We were on the way to visit Jo and Neal, some friends of ours who had moved and settled in a new place a few hours away. We had known them from our neighborhood. But we.