Although she often took her best friends with her, she sometimes went to the lake on her own. Not that she stayed alone for long. At twenty-three, when I met her, she’d been a knockout, an absolute stone fox. The eighteen/nineteen-year-old version hadn’t been any less gorgeous.
Solitude can be its own reward, but sometimes it highlights an itch that should be scratched. When the weather takes a hand, too, things can get even more interesting.
Getting involved in a threesome had opened her eyes to more possibilities than she’d anticipated.
Solitude can be its own reward, but sometimes it highlights an itch that should be scratched. When the weather takes a hand, too, things can get even more interesting.
Getting involved in a threesome had opened her eyes to more possibilities than she’d anticipated.