I’d imagine they were fingernails on my nipples or stroking my thighs. I would open my legs wide and run a long thin stem between my pussy lips. The...stimulation made me love my bushes even more. If leaves were still attached to a branch, I’d run it over my aroused body to my pussy. There, it seemed like many fingers were caressing me all at the same time. My senses were so heightened, even the cold soil under my body gave me a feeling of nature pulling me in, capturing me, embracing me. At. She took it as a compliment.Pat told everyone that only her parents called her Patricia. So she was Pat to Sandy, and to James, the older gentleman she became friends with. Those two she loved to chat with everyday. They were both writers too, of course. She had made it a habit to only make friends with fellow writers. That seemed safer somehow. Finally she had about thirty-five "friends" and only a few were what she would call real friends. These she trusted. Well, really, she trusted everyone. More

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