She could build a bamboo cage and lock him up. Make him sit in a small chair naked while she walked around him and hit him with a cane. She could just... see him blubbering for release and this made her happy.GOD! What was wrong with her? Her body burned with the absolute NEED to have sex. Her pussy was already wet and probably leaving a dark spot between her legs. Shit, should have worn jeans. She closed her legs but this only put more pressure on the sensitive swollen lips of her pussy. She felt. .not decide.But, for the first time since this all started, he felt freedom ofchoice, a luxury he was not afforded with Sharon. He felt that if hewanted, he could steer where this all headed. But for now, cocooned bythe warmth of the covers and Tamara's arms, he felt safe to submit."You know..." Tamara teased, her hands snaking to his breasts, "youshouldn't be so easily trusting." Oh, are you calling me easy?" he replied back, pulling her warm handscloser to his bosom."Well, easy enough to do. We went on a few dates, dinner, dancing and some heavy petting in his car but hadn’t had sex yet. Then he invited me to a convention for a weekend. He had things to do at this convention but evenings were free. I knew if I agreed to go than I would most likely have my first sexual experience with a man. I was excited, nervous, and agreed to go. Fast forward to that first night, Friday. We came back from dinner to freshen up because we were meeting one of his colleagues for drinks. I was putting. They always followed the rivers which meant there was less need for blasting and there was always growing timber to be had for the sleepers and bridges.The countryside was so beautiful that somene hit on tourism as a way to make their money back on their investments faster than mere freight haulage would repay them. Compared to the costs of buying the property, the blasting and laying the track the cost of building hotels along the lines was considered trivial.At first they were quite the.