You take a swig of water from your canteen, wiping the sweat from your brow. You give it a shake, feeling only a little more water in it. The crags ar...ound you shield you from much of the sun, but no amount of shade can fully shield you from the summer heat. You lean against a rock, pondering what to do. You gaze at the sky as you rack your mind, trying to find a way to reassure yourself of your course. A bird passes overhead, a black shadow silhouetted against the sky. On closer inspection, you. Keep apologizing until I tell you it’s enough.? She dropped to her knees. I was dressed in a Brown robe with a hood and sandals with no socks. She put her face to one of my feet, and began to kiss it, and said repeatedly, ?I’m sorry Sir.? I told her to use her tongue as she kissed my feet, and slowly her tongue began its’ life of service, as she introduced it to the top and bottom of my bare feet.At length I lifted her head up and kept her on her knees. I drew her to me, and she knelt between. Are we carrying on then,she asked?She threw the dice and got just three!As Tom laughed she swore.I laughed but was transfixed and just wanted to see what would happen.She started to huff and puff and Tom said well its up to you.Remove whatever you want,your choice.We all had another swig at our drinks.In one quick movement she removed her bra and folded her arms as we both chuckled.Tom picked up the dice and threw again.Twelve!Muttering under her breath she threw and got just five.Oh no,oh. Listen, Warren's yours, that's fine with me, I'm not in love with him or anything. But most of the eligible guys on this tour I wouldn't give the time of day to, and Warren... well... he kind of opened the floodgates." She grinned, blushing."In other words, you want it again." Oh YEAH. I'm wondering why the hell I waited. But, I know why--and it's the same problem I have now--lack of guys. Especially lack of guys that won't kiss and tell. I know Warren won't. There's very few on the cast that.