Korah was completely cooperative. Her small hands were cuffed in front of her. She moved gently back into the car. For the first few minutes, she sat quietly. At length, she asked "What about you? Are you ok?"

Amanda squirmed down a little, letting his hand massage her aroused womanhood through the pink denim of her tiny shorts. She was into it. God, she was into it. She clenched her teeth and told herself to stop even as those soft, white thighs were gently rubbed by his touch.

Amanda rose and moved over, helping Abigail to rise. The two women moved over to the shade. "I don't want anything sexy." Abigail said. "Just enough to keep from being burnt."