----Eastern SierraThere was a small warm spring at the top of a short canyon east of Mammoth Lakes. It had a pipe feeding warm water into an old bath ...tub. Seemed like the perfect place to wash away some of the dirt I had accumulated while camping.As I approached the parking at the head of the canyon I was disappointed to see a car there. But it pulled out before I reached the turn and headed down the dirt road. So I parked, got out of my car and looked over the edge to make sure the tub was. ‘I haven’t had the heart to pack away her things. It’s something I’ll have to do soon.’ He paused, and stared between his feet. ‘I used to be able to picture her wearing them, but even that’s getting difficult. And I’m not sure how healthy it is to fantasize about her.’ After one more appreciative glance at the nervous woman, he held out the robe. She ran the ten feet, and wrapped herself in the white terrycloth. He looked up, and said, ‘Green makes you look phat.’ ‘FAT?’ Sharon marched back. He continued to stare until he saw a red Porsche convertible driving up the street from the right.The car pulled across the street and stopped in the pool of light provided by the street lamp in front of the warehouse. The blond woman behind the wheel surveyed the crowd on the sidewalk. Twenty-eight year old Alisa turned her pale blue eyes to Tony as he ambled to her car. "Excuse me, could you tell me the way to Van Nuys Boulevard? I seem to be lost."Tony looked down at the woman, her pretty. I give you two more extra light slaps right on your now swollen clit. Your panties have now risen up inside your wet pouty slit. I leave you there for several minutes alone to allow your ass to absorb the heat. I return and by now my mind is racing and I have a rageing hard on. I approach you and I rub my cock between your thighs. I grab your hair and pull it back and and start biting the nap of your neck. What’s your name....?. I askand you answer. “cunt......” That’s right, do you.