Goth now lowered her hands and cupped the woman's boobs through her blouse. i loved the way the cloth folded in her hands, raising the melons up. slo...wly, goth began to dig her nails in, mauling them. i expected goth to cut off the blouse. instead she carefully cut out the part over the breasts, careful to leave enough to button it up. i saw the satin bra stick out of the holes. goth ran a blade down the centre of each cup, and ripped the gash wide, exposing the tit in all glory. the woman. I started moving my hand close to her ass. As I was approaching I got to tremble and my heart almost stopped when I felt her body heat. I hadn't even touched her, but her warm body was enough for me to feel good...for a while.I waited two minutes and moved my hand farther. Finally my hand made contact and just for that I got stiff. First I was touching her with the back of my hand but I managed to flip it over and I left it there a long time. That was sleepover one, but I didn't think I would. The hospital where she spent many weeks had a physical therapy pool half Olympic size in which she was encouraged to do laps to keep her muscles loose.With the lifeguard standing on shore observing, Wait plunged into the surf. She almost timed her dive to get completely under the wave. Almost, as last year's JC Penny swim suit, an ugly blue tankini style covered in yellow ducks, was more than a bit worn from sun, chlorine and wear. The elastic at the leg openings and waist of the bottom had. “I was very upset by the news and Gath came by and ... well ... I had to talk to someone. Gath hasn’t told anyone else.”“And I don’t plan to,” Gath assured him.Ox looked stern for a moment and then nodded. “I guess I did drop a full waste load on you last night, didn’t I?” he asked her.“With chunks in it,” she agreed.“Sorry about that,” he said. “So, Gath, you know what’s happening up here. I’m pretty much slagger-torked no matter what I do, wouldn’t you agree?”“Maybe not,” Gath said.“Oh?” Ox.