Until I hear Brad’s reassuring reply, “Yea; right here Linda.” he whispers.Two more steps and I’m safely in his arms; our mouths meeting passi...onately.“Gee, God you taste so sweet sister” he groans while his hands roam over me.“Oh Brad, I’ve missed feeling you against me like this.”“Yea, I can feel your tits are real firm for me, I bet your nice and juicy down there too?” he groaned.“I sure am; you wicked boy.” I giggled warmly.For a while were quietly kissing and caressing each other until. Was that night there something in the ether, EmmaP? We sent so many charged emails of hope, of things… of things that just might be. I’d thought of embracing you, I wanted to – to give you such a hug as you had never had. I wanted to pick you up and carry you, to give you something beautiful. That’s when I decided to name you Princess. I wrote you a letter, will you ever reply? I wanted you to tell me if you’d love me – might you? Typing words is easy, but when we meet, will we talk – or,. If I piss my pants, you get to buy me a new pair. Asshole." There was the sound of retreating footsteps.Forty minutes had gone by since Morrison had pressed the damn blinking button. Wait out the rest of the hour locked in the bathroom and hope everything went back to normal. No sweat. But meanwhile... Hey, might as well do a little, well, exploring. Morrison reached a hand down below, down there... There was a little nubbin right there, right about where it ought to be, right at the top of the. Bill looked around ... nobody was looking at him, not even Lisa and Meredith, who had deliberately turned around to give all their attention to Mark. It was obvious that they felt that this was between Kat and himself. He hesitated, still. Finally, trying his utmost to cover his privates discreetly, he stumbled out of the water and rejoined Kat; his white butt and thighs a sickly contrast to the rest of his tanned body.Reaching Kat, he angrily tore the trunks from her outstretched hand and,.