Chapter Two
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Maple wound up in the forbidden part of the grove. She looked around in awe. This area looked even more magical. A wide smile spread across Maple's face.
The trees towered high. There were no animals here. The mushrooms looked like gemstones. The air was different as well. There was a slight haze.
Maple felt like she was experiencing a dream land. She walked along the linear path, and she soaked in her surroundings. She felt like she was Alice -- going to a tea party. She didn't know what had possessed her, but she gently caressed the trees as she walked.
Maple smelt the flowers. The flowers had a fragrance that was sweeter than any perfume she'd used. She wanted to walk around barefoot, to feel the soft grass on the ground.
Maple still had the strange, enticing feeling in her system. She was powerless to do anything. She licked her upper lip. Naughty thoughts told her it would be perfect to get off right now. She noticed the trees -- they seemed to watch her. Why did the idea of someone watching her masturbate entice her? She got excited because of it.
Intrusive thoughts of being naked and masturbating endlessly flooded Maple's mind. The porno movies she often watched showed women having multiple orgasms. They looked and sounded like they loved it. Maple wanted to love it, too. She chewed on her lower lip.
Maple forgot that she was actually here to find Juniper. She staggered as if intoxicated. She wanted to find a nice, quiet spot to sit down. As if this place could read her mind, she found a stump. She carefully sat down. She shut her eyes. She giggled.
Maple felt a strong aroma of mint wafting in the air. She breathed in the fragrance. The mint made her feel loopy. It felt like she was on a wonderful drug. She had no control.
Maple carefully unbuttoned her shirt. One at a time, the buttons came loose.
Once her shirt was open, Maple took it off and threw it to the side. She undid her bra. She freed her breasts. She untied the laces of her boots. She removed her boots slowly. She removed her cotton socks. Her lovely bare feet soon touched the soft grass.