By the time we were due to return to Ridgeline, both Shirley and I had regained the previous level of comfort we'd managed as youngsters, back when we... had first gone together. It was a deeper, richer, closeness now, because we had many more shared interests than before.One by one, each of my wives went away with me for two or three nights of one on one intimacy. Brenda and I went to New York City, attending a Broadway play, and shopping at some of the better stores that Brenda had always wanted. In her early thirties, and tenyears my junior, she was a tall, slim, attractive women with bright blueeyes and long blond hair. She was wearing a knee length black dress, cutlow at the top to reveal a little cleavage, but what attracted my eyesmost was the riding crop that she was flexing between her hands. I wishedher good evening. She didn't return my greeting, instead saying, verybluntly, "Strip off to your underwear, Joanna." Without hesitating, I removed my jacket, folded it rather. The morning of out flight, I laid out her clothing for the trip. Megan gawked at her outfit, a sheer pink blouse and short skirt with appropriate lingerie, nylons, and high heels!The trip was interesting. Megan wore a coat to start with, but as we boarded the flight, she slipped it off and she made a point of showing off for the men around her. Her new white bra showed right through her blouse, even exposing her dark tan nipples through the sheer bra cups! As she lifted her coat into the. In a dense woodland course, you have to rely completely on the map and the compass because the trees block your view. The other fun thing is that you can run in the same area week after week but have a completely different race because the markers are in new places. There’s one course through a beech wood that I love. The trees are big and old and give so much shade that it keeps the undergrowth down. This wood covers a big area and if there were no trees you’d see that the terrain was covered.