Back to reality I continued my walk round the corner where in the distance I could see the horse rider again,she had dismounted & was taking her ridin...g hat off & she sat on a fallen tree trunk & tied her horse to one of the branches of the fallen tree,I edged myself into the hedgerow that ran along the old railway line & I crept slowly forward. It was a hot day & she had stopped for a rest,she was sweating from her horse ride I was close enough to see her sweat glistening in the bright sunshine. ’ He hooked his fingers behind her pants and pulled them of her hips. He lifted her torso and wriggled her flabby arms out of the jacket. She was still wearing her Lycra leotard. Teasingly slowly he moved his hand over the shiny fabric, feeling every ridge of her ribcage, feeling her flat but soft belly. There was no reason to hurry, she would be out for hours, yet there would also be no need to endlessly stall. He supported her sleepy body as he stripped the leotard of her skin and then he. The guy clearly hadn't realise how underdressed I was as I laid there, because his eyes widened considerably when I stood up. I hung around for a second or two chatting, hands on my hips being as blatantly topless as possible, only a couple of feet away from the guy. As he was sitting down it meant his head was in direct line with my tits. I could see him checking me out; to be honest, he didn't even try to hide the fact and I could see his gaze move from my bare tits to my barely covered. "They'll be expecting you to tell them how you fucked me in the arse." What? Who?" The ones that don't leave their name. The messages that are in the 'Temp' folder." You know about that?" I asked."I'm not a complete idiot."I grinned sheepishly and we spent an hour producing the most explicit chapter so far. People had given up criticising the implausibility of the plot and appeared to be enjoying the salacious details of sex that Olivia seemed able to churn out ad infinitum. For the next day,.