Tera’s breath caught the flavor of the breeze, the bitterness of wheat and oat spore brought forth on the wind from the now fallow fields after the ...harvest. The salty taste of her own sweat, the remembered flavor of Michaels lips, of Valerie’s flesh. Her senses deepened, her connection to the land and the sky, the wood and wind carrying her beyond the shaded glade. The castle, it’s foundations rooted in the same stone that lay hard against her spine. The fields holding the after image of. As we laugh the night away the bell for last call rings. I order one more round before she butts in and orders 2 tequilas aswell. ‘ I shouldnt, I’ve got work in the morning’ knowing perfectly well that wouldnt stop us downing them. After those hideous shots, I grab my coat and offer to walk her home. In a flash she is up, ready to go, her hand once again in my back pocket. Drinks had their fullaffect as she squeezed and held my ass cheek nearly all the way home. As we get there she stops and. " Then, taking a deep breath she said, "I know boys your age have raging hormones, and you probably have to take care of yourself. I've always tried hard to be understanding and considerate about it." And," she continued, "I completely accept the fact that you're probably curious, excited and interested in the female body. All boys are...... I know that. But," she paused for a second and looked up at me, "I think you're getting too old to be sneaking around and stealing my panties." Wow." I. ’ When she felt tears burning behind her eyes, she cleared her throat again. She hated getting all choked up although she had every right to feel sad. But that’s not why those tears were threatening to fall now. Whenever she thought about her mother, she couldn’t help it. She missed her so damn much. No sense in crying over spilled milk, though. Time to change the radio channel, so she did… Although she drove a luxury vehicle of foreign make and model, the Range Rover was well equipped for the.