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 The Line of Magdalene

   Road Trip is the second novella in The Line of Magdalene series, the
sequel to "Chrysalis Music." I suggest that you read it first to gain
background on the continuing characters.  But I am not trying to tell the
reader what to do.  Someone might want to wait until the series is complete
and read them backwards.  Whatever brings you joy...

   This is a work of complete fiction and fantasy.  The characters are all
imaginary and bear no relation to any persons living or dead.  The author
in no way condones the behavior of the characters and would voluntarily
testify against them in a court of law for any of their legal
transgressions real or imagined.  Some places mentioned are real, but the
events described here never happened anywhere.  If geographic or other
details aren't correct feel free to offer suggestions, remember one thing -
this is fiction!

   Feel free to write and offer constructive criticism and/or
encouragement. I improve through you suggestions and I am motivated by your
encouragement.  (TheSpringg at yahoo dot com)

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   Road Trip - Chapter 4

   When I awoke, Erin's hair was splayed across my chest and she was sound
asleep.  I lay there watching her.  She was not just adorable, she was more
than that.  Her face was crushed against my chest.  She was breathing
slowly and deeply - okay - she was snoring, but lightly.  Looking at her
objectively, she had a bad case of bed hair and she was drooling lightly on
my chest.  Why did I find her irresistibly gorgeous?  I didn't need to be
an intuitive genius to figure it out.  I had known this girl a few days and
I was falling in love with her.  She was younger than my daughters and I
wanted to make love to her.  I wanted to erase all doubt that might be in
her mind about whether I loved her or not.

   She rolled over with her back to me.  "I know you love me and you can
make love to me any time - anywhere - but not before you're ready." she
said sleepily.  She seemed to be reading my mind.

   I lay there quietly and when she was snoring lightly again, I rose,
dressed and started coffee and breakfast.  It was the smell of bacon frying
that brought her to the table.

   "Hi gorgeous." I said cheerfully.

   "You are weird!" She said rubbing her eyes sleepily.  "How can you think
my drooling face and bed hair is gorgeous?  Weird!  "

   "Well, you are gorgeous, and to me it doesn't matter whether you are
primped up or have bed hair."

   She shook head vigorously, her red hair shaking wildly, and laughed.

   "Let me get my camera and let's shoot some of you..."

   "You are weird...  I'm such a mess, I'll break your camera!" She
laughed.

   "No, I have pro model camera that's specially reinforced to take picture
of girls like you." I said scrunching up my face in mock distaste.

   She blew a raspberry at me and returned to eating her breakfast.  She
had a sultry, sexual look about her.  Wavy, tangled hair framing a small,
lightly freckled face.  It was amazing that she was comfortable enough with
me not to need to primp before sitting at the breakfast table.

   I hurried her breakfast and refused to let her do more than pull on
jeans and a tank top.  I led her back to the bench that Angela and I had
occupied the previous evening.  We passed through Angela's now abandoned
camp site on the way.  Erin gave me a smile that clearly said, "I have you
to myself now..."

   At the little grove I photographed her in the dappled morning light. 
The wild red hair, the obvious swell of her breasts under the tight tank
top.  She posed next to trees, knelt on the grass and lounged on the same
bench where Angela had given me so much pleasure.  Using available light
gave us interesting effects, but as the morning progressed the sunlight
grew stronger and the contrast grew too high, and we started to gather some
on lookers.  This made Erin grow less comfortable, so we called it a wrap
and returned to the RV.

   We spent a lazy that day by the lake.  We talked of our plans to move on
the next day.  We talked about another photo shoot in the evening.  I was
hoping for a nice sunset as a back drop, but with the sunset backlighting
my model I knew I'd need supplemental lighting.  We discussed of how I
would hold my reflector in place when Erin was posing instead of assisting.
The answer appeared late in the afternoon in the form of an adoring 17 year
old boy, Ross, who had attached himself to Erin down by the lake.  In spite
of his youth, Ross looked more mature.  He was slim, fit and carried
himself with a physical confidence, but he was shy around Erin.  When we
had a moment alone at lunch, I asked Erin if she thought Ross would mind
playing the photographer's assistant that evening.

   "Mind?" she laughed.  "Have you noticed him looking at me?"

   "No...  I guess I was looking at you too.  You're a bit of a distraction
in that bikini.  I wasn't paying much attention to him.  Was he leering at
you?"

   "No!" she said.  "He seems like a nice guy.  Let me ask him.  I think
he'll say yes..."

   "It sounds like we might have a willing assistant.  What do you think of
a bikini shoot?" I asked.  She grinned her agreement.

   "There's a nice spot with sand beach down the lake a ways." I suggested.
"If we're lucky, we'll have a little privacy, at least for a while.  I'm
hoping we might get another pretty sunset in the background."

   We spent the rest of the afternoon swimming and dozing by the lake.  I
reminded Erin several times to put on more sun block.  I didn't want a
sunburned model, but even more, I enjoyed applying the lotion to her back.

   After Erin asked Ross to assist us with the photo shoot, I paid more
attention to him, and it was clear that he had finally noticed Erin's Dad.
He was respectful to me and completely awe struck by Erin.  At one point
Erin was lying on her tummy and untied the back of her bikini top.  Ross
visibly blushed and tried to keep his eyes off of her.  I was sure that
Erin was enticing him on purpose, and I wasn't sure of how attracted she
was to him.  I resolved to give them some space while I prepared dinner.

   "Ross, would you like to join us for dinner tonight?" I offered.  He
smiled, looked over to where his family was on the beach and then shook his
head.

   "Thanks, Mr.  Sutter, but my mother has already gone to start fixing
dinner..."

   I looked over to his family also and sure enough, his mother had left
his father and two sisters at the beach.  His older sister appeared to be
about Erin's age.  I watched them for a while and it was obvious that they
were watching Ross and Erin, most probably interested to see if Erin and
Ross were an "item."

   "Your sisters are watching you, Ross..." I teased.  He blushed and Erin
shot me a reproving look.

   "They're just jealous because I have two such handsome men with me..."
Erin said, and Ross beamed.  I chuckled.

   "Well, you two enjoy the beach.  I'm going to follow your example and
start getting dinner ready.  Can you meet us back at our RV around 6:30?" I
asked, looking at Ross.

   "Yes, Sir!" he responded enthusiastically.

   "Wear shorts or a swimming suit.  You may need to wade in the lake."

   He nodded and I returned to the RV to prepare dinner.  Erin returned
just in time to help put plates on the table and we sat down to eat.

   "This is the second cheese burger you've given me..." She winked at me.
"No regrets about buying a burger for that lost waif at the café?"

   "Regrets?  None whatsoever.  She's an interesting little thing.  I think
she's good for a few more days of amusement..." I teased.

   "Amusement?" she pretended to be shocked.  "Is that all I am to you?  An
amusement?"

   "You're very lovely amusement..." I taunted her.

   "I'll accept that!" She said sounding triumphant.  "I heard you say
'love,' and that's all I care about."

   We laughed at the silliness.  I changed the topic and talked about my
plans for the shoot as we finished our cheeseburgers.  Erin wondered why it
was necessary to have Ross with the reflector.

   "The sunset behind you will be too bright, leaving you in shadow.  The
contrast will be too high.  We'll need to lighten you up." I explained.

   "Can't we just use the flash?" she asked

   I talked about my hopes for the special quality of light at sunset, how
I hoped it would glisten on the water.  I explained that the reflector
would shine that beautiful light on her too.  A flash on the other hand
would be a different color and warmth of light.  The pictures just wouldn't
be the same.

   "And the drops of water on me will glisten too..." Erin mused.  "Sounds
sexy."

   "Do you mind a little oil or lotion?  It will cause any water on your
body to bead up and the light will glisten all over you."

   "Now that sounds even sexier!  Do you know anyone who might be willing
to rub it on me" she said enthusiastically and winked seductively.

   "I'm sure Ross would..."

   "Forget it!" she laughed.  "I want a professional to do it or I don't
pose!"

   "An ultimatum, huh?  Okay, I give in.  I'll do it, but only because I'm
being forced to..." I joked.  "But let's finish eating.  Ross'll be here
soon."

   She wolfed the last of her burger, chased it with iced tea, and jumped
up.

   "Done!  I'll be getting ready." and she dashed into the RV.

   I tried to be calmer and took a last moment chewing my burger.  When got
up and entered the RV, Erin had brushed her hair and stripped off her suit.
She was nude, sitting on the edge of the bed holding a bottle of
Coppertone.

   "An all over oiling?" I raised my eyebrows.  She nodded excitedly.  I
crossed to a small cabinet found a small brown bottle.  "Okay...  Let's use
this..."

   "What is it?" Erin asked with anticipation.

   "It's a natural skin moisturizer that Kathryn mixes up as a massage oil
in the winter, but it should make water bead up nicely." I held it out to
her.  Erin unscrewed the cap.

   "It smells like...  Chocolate!"

   "Cocoa butter - that's the chocolate scent - and coconut oil." I
explained.

   "Sounds yummy!" Erin giggled.  "Can I give you a massage?  This might
make you yummy enough to eat..."

   "Only if I can return the favor!"

   "You can start now!" she said and abruptly stood up, handing me the
bottle.

   I liberally began pouring the oil on my hands and started by spreading
it over her shoulders and down her back.  I worked quickly, lightly
massaging the oil into her buttocks and down the back of her legs.  She
turned to face me and I worked up her legs.  She sighed at my touch when I
reached her crotch.  Her arousal was obvious.  I couldn't resist brushing
her swollen labia lightly with my oily hands.  She shuddered and grasped my
hand, holding it in place for a moment.

   "Let's call it off and stay here..." She said urgently.  "I'll tell
Ross..."

   "No, let's stick with the plan.  I'll give you a real massage another
time."

   "Tonight?" she begged.

   "We'll see..." I said, and gave her pussy a small squeeze.

   I continued massaging the oil over her tummy.  Her abdominal muscles
clenched at my touch, revealing their firm definition under the thinnest
layer of fat.  Her nipples were already hard pearls when I reach then and
again I couldn't resist giving them special attention.  She pressed her
breasts to my hands.

   "He's here." She hissed quietly, with an undertone of resentment.  Was
it because of him or simply frustration that this pleasurable interlude had
to end?

   I finished her arms and turned to the sink to wash the oil off my hands
before picking up my camera.  I watched from the corner of my eye as she
sensuously rubbed herself, evening out places that I had missed or oiled
too heavily in my rush.  There was a knock on the door, as she was pulling
on her bikini bottoms.

   "Be right there!" I called out.  Erin turn her back to me and I helped
her fasten her bikini top.  She was tucking a colorful beach towel around
her waist as I opened the RV door.  When Erin stepped out, and Ross' eyes
grew wide.  She was gorgeous.

   The clouds foretold a stunning sunset as we walked to the secluded
location that I had selected.  Since it was the middle of the week, the
camp ground was nearly empty.  When we arrived on location, we were alone
and had a reasonable expectation of not being bothered.  Erin was in her
new dark floral pattern bikini.  The light had softened since the
afternoon. Though Erin had spent sometime on her hair, but she only had a
hair brush, not even a blow dryer.  She didn't have any makeup other than
the soft sheen of the cocoa butter and coconut oil concoction that I had
rubbed all over her.  Yet she looked like a glamour model ready for a
shoot.

   Before the sunset took on its full color, she stood knee deep in the
lake and Ross practiced using the reflector to create highlights in the
shadows caused by Erin being back lit by the growing sunset.  He got the
hang of it quickly.  Moreover he was thrilled to be there.  He was totally
focused on Erin and was unself-consciously humming to himself.

   I snapped away, quietly and quickly giving directions to both Ross and
Erin.  Erin was almost an ideal model.  It wasn't long before she needed
virtually no direction.  With Ross so intent on her, I was able to focus
completely on the composition.  We were working as a great team.

   The colors of the sunset were getting richer, and the light was
sparkling on the water.  We moved out to slightly deeper water, until it
was around the middle of Erin's calves.

   "Erin, can you splash yourself?  Let's get some of that light glistening
on you."

   "How's this?" she asked as she dropped to a squat and splashed water
over her shoulders.

   "Great!  More!  Keep the light reflecting on her, Ross."

   Erin took a step back and with a yelp slipped down to her shoulders. 
She had stepped off a ledge into deeper water, soaking herself and wetting
the ends of her hair.

   "Might as well get the rest of my hair wet." she said

   "Yeah, but come up out of the water slowly, and let me shoot a
sequence."

   She did it well, and Ross kept the reflector on her.  We repeated the
sequence a couple of times, each time she emerged she managed to fling the
water out of her air, without getting my equipment wet, and keeping her
eyes wide open.  I knew from experience that I was catching great shots -
her hair swung out with a shining stream of water flying to her side.  The
sunset light, enhanced by Ross' reflector, glistened on the water that
beaded up on her body.  All was going exactly as I had hoped, though I was
beginning to think that I was repeating shots unnecessarily, but the sunset
was at its peak and Erin was having fun in the water.

   She went under one more time and this time emerged slowly, angled
slightest giving me a partial profile.  She was arching her head back so
the her hair flowed straight back down her back.  It wasn't until I had
taken several shots that I realized that she was topless.  I continued
shooting, but the light suddenly faded.  I looked up and realized that Ross
was no longer holding the reflector up, it dangled from his slack arms and
his mouth hung open.

   "Ross!  Get the reflector up!"

   "Huh?  Uh?  Oh!  Sorry!" he stammered.

   With the reflector up again I snapped away.  The drops of water beaded
up quickly and her nipples were like large pink pearls.

   "Come in closer and kneel in the shallow water." I ordered.  She walked
in closer and knelt, as I had requested.  She put her hands back on her
ankles, thrust out her chest and arched her back.  Moving around her, I
snapped off a couple of great shots.  She leaned forward, taking her hands
off her ankles and swept her dripping, dark red hair over the shoulder
facing me.  The hand still holding her bikini top dropped to her hip and
she hooked her thumb in her bikini bottom, next to the knot that tied them
at her hip.  She focused a sultry stare directly at the camera.  The
cooling air on her wet skin gave her goose bumps and I zoomed in tight, her
face and one breast filling the frame.  Paying special attention to the
lighting and focus, I could see the details of her skin texture and the
fine hairs on the goose bumps on her breasts.

   She untied the bikini bottoms on the side facing me and played with the
tie from the back, letting the front drop, exposing her bare hip.  I
snapped a couple of last shots.

   "Okay, we've pushed it was far and a long as we should in a family
campground." I said.  "Besides, the light is failing us.  Cover up, Erin
and let's call it a wrap."

   She re-tied her bikini bottoms and held the top over her breasts.

   "Ross, will you do the back?" she asked, feigning innocence.

   "Okay..." he said in disbelief, handed me the reflector and waded out to
Erin.  Holding the reflector in one hand and my camera in the other, I
called to them.

   "Hey, let me get one of you together."

   Ross stood awkwardly next to Erin.  She muttered something to him, but I
only heard "...you goof..." Then she put one arm around him, pulling him
close, while holding her bikini top over her breasts with the other hand.
She wasn't fully successful at completely concealing her breasts, but her
nipples were covered.

   I snapped a couple of shots and continued shooting when Erin turned to
Ross stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.  He turned beet red.  I
snapped another and then she turned in a pirouette and presented her back
to the flustered boy.

   "Okay, tie me, Please!" she chirped.

   Ross fumbled with the bikini, but managed to tie it eventually.  He was
rewarded by an invitation from Erin to come back to the RV and see the
pictures on the computer.

   Once in the RV, Ross and I sat at the table by the laptop while Erin
shamelessly slipped out of her bikini, without attempting to hide her
nudity from poor Ross.  Admittedly, the interior of the RV didn't off much
privacy, but she had invited him and now she was showing off for him!  Ross
had a hard time pretending that he wasn't staring at her.  Erin knew
exactly what she was doing, giving Ross a show.  I couldn't help but wonder
what he thought of the show and why she was putting herself on display like
this.  She was completely nude when she stepped into the tiny bathroom for
a shower.

   Ross and I reviewed that evening's photographs.  He had a good eye for
light, and apologized for the spoiled shot when he had let down the
reflector.

   "Sorry about that one, Mr.  Sutter.  I wasn't expecting her too...  well
you know." he mumbled.

   "Hey!  I wasn't expecting her to surface topless either!" I assured him.
"But a photographer needs to be ready for anything and just keeps
shooting."

   "But your daughter getting nude like that...  That doesn't bother you?
and in front of me too!"

   "Ross, she's a grown woman now.  I couldn't tell her what to do anyway.
As a photographer, I shoot lots of nudes, so why not Erin?  Besides, You
have to admit, she has a great body!"

   "Oh, Mr.  S.  she has an awesome body."

   "Well, take some advice, Ross.  Don't be so serious and shy.  If you get
another chance, don't pretend not to be looking.  Just look!  She's worth
looking at, don't you think?"

   "Uh...  yeah...  she sure is!" he said looking at me in amazement.  I
didn't need to hear what he was thinking.  He thought I was the strangest
dad he'd ever met.  "Has she always been an..." He hesitated.

   "Exhibitionist?" I filled in for him.  "As far as I know, only around
me. She's been that way as long as I've...  As long as I can remember."

   "Mr.  S...  I'm in love with her!" He burst out, surprising me.

   "Ross, I suspect it's more infatuation at this stage, but if you think
you are...  talk to her." I responded.  "How many girlfriends you had?"

   "None..." he responded sheepishly.  "Never met anyone as nice as Erin,
or as beautiful."

   "Oh yeah you have.  You may not realize it but you have." He looked like
he was going to argue the point, but I continued.  "I agree, Erin is really
special.  I bet you just don't let girls know that you're interested."

   "How can I?  I mean, I get good grades.  I'm taking drama, so I can get
up onstage in front of lots of people and I'm okay.  I have a have a black
belt in aikido, and I teach classes after school, at the aikido dojo.  But
if I get around a girl, I get all tongue tied.  "

   "Ross, you've had positive successful experiences on school and all that
other stuff.  Now you need some successful experience with girls.  They'll
love ya!"

   "Yea, easy to say, Mr.  S." Ross lamented.

   "Well, son, Erin likes you, so practice on her!  Ask her to go for a
walk with you tonight.  I guarantee she'll say yes."

   Just then, Erin emerged from the shower.  Thankfully, she had a towel
wrapped around her chest and one around her hair.

   "You two getting along?" she asked.

   "Yup!" I responded.  We both watched as her hair towel dropped and as
she bent over to pick it up her other towel fell off.

   "Drat!" she exclaimed.

   I nudged Ross encouragingly

   "Don't worry.  We're enjoying the show!" he blurted out smiling at me.

   "Men!" she swore, but she was smiling and not attempting to cover up. 
Her wet red hair dark and shiny.  She put her hand on her hip to emphasize
her curves.  Her nipples had softened but her small, well formed tits stood
up pertly.  Nobody would have had to read his mind to know he was in awe.
Erin posed a fraction of a second longer.

   "Men!" she exclaimed again and turned around.  Ross and I smiled at each
other and then returned to admiring her firm ass and shapely back. 
Watching her dress was a treat as well.

   When she was dressed, I nudged Ross again and he cleared his throat.

   "Erin, want to go on a walk?" He asked.  She looked over his shoulder at
me and then back at Ross.

   "Sure!" she said brightly.

   "You bring her back before midnight!  Or I'll come looking for you!" I
said with a stern look at Ross.

   "Yes, Sir!" He replied and slipped out the door followed by Erin who
winked at me.

   I spent the remainder of the evening in an online video chat with
Kathryn and Lin.  They updated me about Naomi's progress.  Lin had gotten
her to pose nude, so I could see her growing tummy.  The baby was moving
already and Rachel was going to do an ultra-sound in a couple of days, and
we might know if it was a girl or boy.  Kathryn had made no secret that she
was hoping for a boy.  We had agreed that if it was a boy, then he would be
fostered with us and eventually Lin would adopt him.  Rachel had not been
thrilled about the idea.  Traditionally, male offspring of the Line of
Magdalene had been fostered and adopted into families ignorant of their
bloodline.

   Naomi had put pictures up on the web from our college shoot with my
daughters their friends.  It had been a fun shoot and Lin had already
scheduled another shoot at Kelci's father's place in Middleburg, the heart
if Virginia horse country.  Kelci was the girl from the college shoot that
I had dubbed 'Pixie,' and the thought of her stirred a moment of arousal.
She was a slim, sexy little woman and I was sure she would want an erotic
session.  From Lin's description, it sounded like a weekend photography
theme party.

   "Did Allie ever mention her concerns about Lin and me?" I asked.

   "Concerns?" Kathryn asked.  "No...  What concerns?"

   "Well, she saw Lin kiss me back when we we visiting.  Then her friend,
Kelci, saw me come out of that tack room when we were preparing for that
shoot.  Trouble was, Kelci barged in before Lin got dressed.  Guess it was
pretty clear that Lin hadn't been dressed when I was alone with her." I
explained.  "Allie seems to have put two and two together.  She asked me
about it at the Mexican restaurant..."

   "Oh my God!" Lin exclaimed.  "She thinks we're having an affair!"

   "That explains why she was so quiet that evening!  What did you tell
her?" Kathryn asked.

   "She did think that Lin and I were having an affair.  I basically told
her to ask you, Kathryn."

   "Oh, great!  Leave me with the difficult explanations!" Kathryn said,
laughing, but sounding annoyed.

   "I told her that Lin as a dear friend of both of ours, but she wasn't
buying it from me.  I told her to ask you.  She'd only believe it from
you..." I quickly tried to explain.  "Anything I told her was going to
sound like a cover-up."

   "Just tell her the truth!" Lin suggested.  "Then we don't have to hide
anymore."

   "I think the twins need to 'catch' you two together!" I teased.  "Then
they won't be complaining about me!"

   "I think it's safer for me to call Allie and tell her that I know that
you and Lin are very open and affectionate." Kathryn interjected.  "I'm not
going to tell my daughter that I'm a freaking lesbian so she won't worry
about you two having an affair!"

   "I get your point, dear!  I'd thought she'd have talked to you and you'd
have reassured her that everything is okay.  Do you want me to call her and
talk about it?  I don't want her worrying..." I said calmly.

   "No...  No...  I'll talk to her.  I'll tell her that you two are never
alone long enough to do anything that I don't approve of.  I'll tell her
it's fine that you tow are affectionate." Kathryn said with reignation in
her voice.

   "Are you sure?" I asked.

   "Yeah, it's fine.  We'll just have to be careful.  I don't really like
the prospect of explaining everything to my own daughters!" She responded.

   "Like a graduate level course in the birds and the bees?" I tried to
make light of the situation.  To my surprise, both Katryn and Lin chuckled
at the absurdity of the situation.

   "Make sure you call Naomi...  I know she'd like to hear from you."
Kathryn suggested.

   "I'll call tomorrow...  It's late tonight.  Does she know about Erin?" I
asked.

   "There are no secrets..." Kathryn replied.

   "She okay with it?"

   "I think she's jealous..." Lin interjected.

   "Oh, great...  I don't need that..." I moaned.

   "I think she's more envious of Erin.  I don't think upset or angry. 
Just call her, it'll be fine." Kathryn clarified.

   After the call, I sat up drinking straight rum on the rocks.  I felt
like a Dad again, waiting for my daughter to come home from a date.  I
wasn't jealous of the time she was spending with Ross, in fact I had
encouraged it, but it was an odd feeling too, because I was looking forward
to sleeping with her when she got back.

   Around 10:30, I undressed, turned off all the lights except for a small
valance over the table and climbed in bed.  I lay there awake of a while
longer puzzling whether all these women were attaching themselves to my
life or whether I was just insinuating myself into their lives.  A
pointless philosophical line of thought that could only hold my attention
as a distraction from sleep.

   Voices outside the RV brought me awake again.  It was Erin and Ross
sitting at the picnic table, talking earnestly.  I stretched across the bed
and peered out the window..  They were so serious and so cute together.  I
rolled over and mentally tried to ignore their proximity - to give them
some privacy.

   I woke again when I heard the door open and close.  Erin entered quietly
and said nothing.  I heard her undressing and rolled over to watch her
before she got in bed.

   "Hey!  You're awake." she laughed, "Waiting up?"

   I nodded smiling at her as she bent over and wiggled out of her jeans.
The light was low, but the small valance gave off enough of a glow to make
the show titillating.

   "You two have a good time?" I asked.

   "I had a great time!  He's a surprising, thoughtful guy.  I'm pretty
lucky to meet two guys like you, especially after that creep Jack."

   "Don't let me get in the way..."

   "Oh hush!  You are mine.  At least until I have to give you back to
Kathryn.  Ross needs to deal with some things, but he's gonna make some
girl really happy."

   "Maybe you?"

   She kissed me and whispered, "Maybe..."

   "So tell me!  How did it go with him?  Did you do anything?" I asked,
trying sound genuinely interested and not project any sense of jealousy.

   "If we are supposed to take off tomorrow, we should get some sleep." she
suggested.

   "Don't try to change the subject!" I said, laughing.

   "We kissed.  It was sweet."

   "That's all?"

   "Well, I practically had to put his hand on my breast.  That's it."

   "You encouraged him to?"

   "You wanted him to gain confidence!  That's why you told him to ask me
to take a walk."

   "Huh?  All I meant was for him to get practice asking a girl out..." I
was puzzled.  " I didn't mean for you to do anything you didn't want to
do...  How did you know anyway?"

   "There's not a lot of privacy in an RV..." she said.  "And, believe me.
I didn't do anything that I didn't want to do.  I'm just trying to deal
with you not being jealous..."

   "Don't worry about me being jealous.  I have no right to have
expectations of you." I laughed.  "I thought the shower was running when
Ross and I talked!  So you didn't go out with him because I told him that
you'd say yes?"

   "No...  I would have asked him if you didn't encourage him.  I like
him...  A lot." she said.  "And I wanted him to know how to read a girl's
signals.  So I spelled it out for him - clearly."

   "Oh?  How'd you do that?" I pressed.

   "I asked him about the shoot.  Asked what he liked best about it." she
responded and chuckled.  "The sweetie said he liked learning about
photography and light from you.  He liked the way the light of the sunset
played over me.  He went on like that - actually almost poetic and
definitely romantic.  I had to straight out ask him if he liked my body, if
he thought I was pretty."

   "He's painfully shy around girls, but I definitely know he's not gay."

   "Definitely not!" She laughed.

   For some reason the thought of Erin prompting Ross to explore her body
was arousing me vicariously, and there was no way that Erin could miss my
arousal.  My hardening cock was brushing against her downy patch of pubic
hair and her firm breasts were rubbing against mine.

   "Did he ever admit that he liked seeing you pose?"

   She laughed again, "It took a little pouting, but finally he admitted
that was really what he liked most.  I decided you were right that what he
needed was practice with girls, so I gave up on getting him to make the
first move.  I just kissed him."

   "Oh?  How's about showing me how you kissed him?"

   "The first one was like this..." and she kissed with a sweet little kiss
with puckered lips that lingered a couple of seconds.

   "Then I put my hand behind his head and kissed him like this..." and she
kissed me with her full mouth, her lips slightly parted and her tongue
probing.  The sensation was electric, as our first passionate kiss had
been. When she broke the kiss, we were both breathing heavily.

   "Only it wasn't quite so...  Amazing!" she whispered.  By this time we
in a full embrace with my legs entwined with hers.  My hard phallus was
press against her tummy.

   "What did you do next?" I asked between breaths.

   "I asked him if he liked it." she giggled.  "He nodded so I said, "Prove
it!  Kiss me again!  And he did.  I took his hand and guided it up under my
t-shirt like this..." and she put my hand on her breast.

   I completely forgot about her story at this point and kissed her without
any restraint.  My hands roamed over her breasts and back.  Her small hands
both found my cock and began stroking me lightly, with one hand on my balls
and the other wrapped around the shaft.  My tongue slipped between her lips
seeking hers.

   "Erin..." I panted, enjoying the feeling of her body against mine, "This
is too fast.  You need to give it a chance with Ross.  I would like to get
back on the road, but we can stay a few days, if you want to spend more
time with Ross."

   "Harrison, you are so sweet and so clueless.  You don't get it, do you?
I want to be with you." I started to interrupt, but she continued, "No, let
me finish.  I know you are married and older than me, but that doesn't mean
I can't love you in a special way.  One thing I know is that there is a lot
about loving you that I want to learn, and there so many things that I want
you to teach me."

   I couldn't resist the girl in front of me.  I was drawn to her and in
spite of my determination not to make love to her, I drew her into my arms.
I felt her soft breasts crush into my chest and my cock press against the
sensually smooth skin of her stomach.  We kissed yet again, and I felt that
aurora of love encircle us.  Every sensation, every emotion, that I felt
seemed to be reflected back and amplified.

   "This is amazing...  When I touch you, I feel so much more..." I held
her at arms length and slowly the sensations faded.  I pulled her back into
an intimate embrace and the feeling of her warmth and love returned.  "It's
like I feel your love and arousal amplified."

   "I feel it too!" she echoed and pressed me, "and what do feel coming
from me?"

   "An aching..." I trailed off.

   "Where's that ache?" she pushed.

   "It is in you..."

   "Where in me?" she asked, knowing the full well what the answer was.

   "You know darned well where...  won't let go will you?  You need me to
say it?  You ache for me to make love to you, to fill you..."

   "You won't will you?" I could sense that she was disappointed, but she
understood.

   "Not yet.  If you give me time...  if you are still with me..."

   "I will be.  You're The One." I could hear Kathryn's emphasis on those
two words - how odd.

   "Enough already!" I interrupted.  "I'll be The One for you, but you have
to let it go.  Give me time, and I promise to ask when I am ready."

   She smiled agreement and drew me down into bed.  We lay there kissing
and without thinking, I found myself responding to her need to be touched.
I could feel the warmth radiate from her nipples when I caressed them.  I
felt her anticipation as my hand glided over her tummy.  I could feel her
need and let it guide my caresses and explorations of her body.  I was lost
in her growing arousal.  Before my fingers reached her pussy, I knew how
wet she would be.  I carefully avoided her clitoris and brushed my finger
down the length of her labia.  Near the base, I spread the lips.  I have
heard women gasp at the touch before, but I had never actually felt the
gasp, the cool air of the room touching the moist heat within.  It was
enough to make me gasp in unison.

   When my finger gently penetrated her, I knew her warmth, satisfaction
and something else...  not fear...  Concern?  She felt full.  She was so
tight!  My finger didn't encounter the tight little constriction that
Naomi's hymen had posed, but it was obvious to me that hymen was still
intact, and my finger filled her tight vaginal canal.

   "I feel so full, and I know your cock is bigger...  This feels
wonderful!" She said optimistically.  "My girlfriend said it hurt and bled
her first time."

   I slid my finger in and out, sharing in her pleasure.  I gently probed
for her g-spot bringing her arousal up a notch.  I redirected my wet finger
to her clit and felt the electric jolt of the first contact.  Sliding my
finger back and forth from the wet inner folds of her labia to her clit, it
was soon as wet and swollen as she felt it had ever been.  She was
approaching the edge of her orgasm and I was finding it hard to
concentrate. In a flash, I realized that I didn't need to concentrate, Iit
seemed like I feel what gave her the most pleasure and my fingers guided
themselves.  I was so in tune with her that it felt as though I shared her
orgasm.  It was a new, highly empathetic experience for me.  There were
similarities to my own orgasms, but there seemed to be differences too. 
The build up to the orgasm and the wind down were more gradual, and the
actual orgasm was more sustained.  The pleasure sensations seemed to washed
over us in waves.  We both lay there after breathing heavily.  When Erin
recovered enough to begin to stroke my cock, she lubricated the head with
my pre-cum.  I put her hand on her pussy and she quickly realized that she
was producing more than enough lubrication of her own, and she continue to
stroke me with a hand wet with her own juices.

   As the pleasurable sensations began to spread, radiating out from the
head of my cock, I heard Erin moan.  Again, it was as though we were caught
up within that spiraling loop of mutually shared pleasure.  This was what
making love was supposed to be like, but so rarely was.

   My cock was hard and swollen, the head red and bulging, leaking slick
drops of pre-cum.  One of her hands stroked up and down the full length of
my cock, gently caressing my balls at the end of the stroke.  The other
hand swirled around the head of my cock in a rotating motion.  The
sensations had a building impact.  I was going to cum.  I concentrated on
Erin's sensations.  She was feeding off my approaching orgasm, but there
was something else.  Wonder...  I opened my eyes and saw her staring at my
cock as she stroked it.  I could feel the pressure building and I reach
down with one hand to grasp the base of my cock, constrain the eruption and
build the pressure.  Erin began a one handed stroke and I could feel little
mini-orgasms as my cock jerked.  Erin was moaning and though my eyes were
closed, I could see what she was seeing.  My orgasm built to a crescendo
and I released my grip at the based of my cock.  The back pressure released
a couple of long, white milky streams of cum, leaving their trail from my
navel to my chin.  I could see the hot fluid hit Erin's lips and chin.  I
sensed her joy and surprise and saw the sparkle in her eyes when I opened
my eyes again.

   "Whoa!  That was amazing!" She exclaimed.  "That was a lot!"

   I smiled lazily, and pulled here into a kiss, licking my own cum off her
lips and chin.  Then she gave a lot of attention to licking up the trail of
cum.  She licked up a pool on my left nipple and when she got to the head
of my cock, she turned, gave me a wink and kissed the head of my cock,
sucking up the pearl of cum there.  She then came back up to kiss me, but
when she got close, she opened her mouth to show me the pool of cum she had
collected.  She then made a show of swallowing it and nestled her head into
the crook of my neck.

   "Hhhhmmm....  That was pretty wonderful," I whispered.  "Did you like my
cum?"

   "Oohhh...  Yes!  I love it!  Can I have more?" she asked.  "I loved the
cum, and I loved your orgasm."

   "I will tell you this, that was a unique experience.  I felt like I was
in your body - in your orgasm.  And the way you touched me, it was like you
knew my body as well as I do!" I said quietly.  "What's going on?"

   "I don't know...  You tell me.  Isn't making love always like that?" She
said.

   "It definitely always should be like that..." I whispered and drew her
close.  She nestled closer and almost purred.

   I felt an intense drowsiness roll over me.  She rolled over with her
back to me, my cock nestled in the crack of her ass, and my hand cupping
her breast.  The last thing I heard before I fell asleep was, "I love you."

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