She smiles and answers me simply, "I know you better than yourself sometimes, Mia. I look past your inhibitions, and see you for who you really are an...d what you really want, even if it's buried deep, deep down."Thinking on this, I realize she is right. She did indeed know of my bondage curiosity, and when I think back, I always did feel pleased whenever she complimented me or her touch lingered. I admit, I have checked her out in the past, and I know she has done the same with me. There was. The door keys were in the car parked outside and it was locked.I put my rain jacket and gave her another one. Then we walked toward her house. We tried all the car’s doors, but it was useless. Her own jacket was in the back seat.The rain started coming down harder and faster. So I offered her to come back to my house; she could call her husband from there…Barbie agreed and we both ran back to my house.Once inside, I saw Barbie was soaking wet and shivering. I stared at her hard nipples clearly. "What do you mean 'oh'? We need to come up with a story for why we were out so long. Christ!"She suddenly put her hands to her shirt and pulled it over her head, tossing it to the blanket. She began undoing her bra. She stopped, staring at me. "Well?" she demanded. "Are you going to get up, or what?"My dick, unconcerned with such things as Uncle John and his thoughts on why we'd been out for three and a half hours, was quite 'up'. In fact it had become quite turgid as I watched Becky undo her. After brief hugs, the group lit a bonfire for drying the clothes and began preparing dinner. "I checked the comm log, no issues," commented Ekela. He was surprised two months ago, when both sisters politely asked him to leave his sub-satellite phone at Maluhia. Now though, the peace and serenity of their retreat were priceless to him.They spent their next hour eating dinner, turning the drying clothes near the fire, and planning for the next day's lesson. They were already far more proficient.