Je découvrais enfin avec délice ma Sonia, elle était vraiment magnifique, sa blondeur pale, sa peau toujours dorée car elle passait du temps sous ...les UV dés que le soleil ne se montrait plus. Elle avait quelques petites tâches de rousseur discrètes qui lui donnait un air de petite fille. Son nez petit et retroussé semblait toujours un peu arrogant. Sa bouche aux lèvres pleines était à perdre la tête surtout quand elle s'en servait. Elle était souple et gracile, la taille fine de longues jambes,. I said, "How about you, Dot?" The son of a bitch had better not have."I thought this answer was funny, as Dot always feeding me info on the latest man she was fucking. What she didn't know is that Ed walked in on me dressing for a party, kissed me, and had roving hands all over my body. He had my one breast out and his finger in my panties, begging me for a quickie. If we didn't hear Jack coming up from the garage, he would have got his quickie. I could not believe I gave in to him so quickly.. ” “Thanks.” “I hope you will be sleeping with Fred and me, but there is no spare storage space in our bedroom, so you will have to keep your things in the spare room. Also, if you need some private space you can use the spare room.” “Great! Thank you!” “I'll give you a moment here, but don't be long because I know that Fred is itching to open the champagne that I put in the fridge earlier.” “I'll be right out.” Once alone Helen unpacked her backpack, then hesitated for a few minutes. Her mind. From his vantage point, resting on the pillow behind her, he watched the slow rise and fall of her breathing. A solitary sunbeam from between the curtains lit her curves like a sun over dunes of golden sand. His mind drifted, and he imagined being alone with her on a secluded island beach. He threw the towels down next to the canvas lounge chairs, kicked off his sandals, and stepped gingerly as the hot sand burned against the soles of his feet. The heat from the sand was almost too.