I dip a toe in the water, look around to make sure no one is watching, drop my robe and climb in. The water is lovely, combined with the late afternoo...n sun and the mild sea breeze, I can feel, for the first time in a long while, my body finally relaxing. In fact, I was almost asleep when I hear footsteps, undoubtedly Michael's, on the pathway. He didn't ask, and I didn't protest, when he started to shampoo my hair, massaging my scalp with his long, strong fingers. Something stirred in my loins. Just knowing that Boots could now read had made a difference with a lot of folks in town. They still didn't know quite what to make of her, but now she was more educated than some of them. It had caused a sort of grudging respect for her to infect the town.Boots sauntered over to the table, turned the chair opposite Bob around and straddled it, leaning her breasts against the rungs of the back."What's going on, Boots?" he asked. He took a sip of coffee."I was just wonderin' iffen you could give. " Scaredee cat," said Natasha before she took a step deeper into the gloom provided by the shelter. "Keep a lookout out for me."Kirsty glanced outside, "Go on, there's no one about."Slowly Natasha drew the uniform skirt up until she could get her fingers into her panties and then, with a bit of a wiggle she lowered them to her knees. She stood upright and rocked her legs from side to side until the plain white underwear she'd been wearing dropped to her ankles. She stepped clear and then used. Although I was not rich, I would never be hurting for money. Diane was pleasantly surprised when she learned that we would not be scr****g by eating dog food when we reached old age. I was looking forward to a life with her. We often look back at that trip and smile. Sometimes we reenact some of our adventures with selected friends. Misty joins us now and then for short vacation. Her husband, the club owner where she worked in New Orleans also joins in our fun and games. We have invited friends.