I watched intently, as her face screwed up in discomfort, but she didn’t cry out this time. I figured she was getting used to the feeling. She sniff...ed and wiped her eyes, smearing more makeup over her face, then looked right up at me. Shit! She looked so fucking cute like that, I felt another stirring of affection. I almost wanted to comfort her. Almost.I reached down and began toying her clit with my thumb as I began to work up a rhythm again, slower this time so I could last a while longer.. He looked rather frail.Ellen was afraid to embrace him; she might hurt him. She gave him apeck on the lips and said, "George, aren't you eating? You don't lookhealthy."George shrugged lethargically, he had little energy these days."I eat what they give me. We get nothing but refried beans andtortillas, if we are lucky, they throw in a little chicken at eveningmeals."A scandalized Ellen said, "Maybe I can bring you something next time."It had been months since he had even heard from Ellen. . You finish my back, even massaging oilinto my cheeks and crack as my mind wanders at your touch.Theres another boat nearby and I turn 10 shades of red, and you tell meto go get the pink thong on, and then polish my nails. That way from adistance I will look like a topless woman. I go into the little cabin anddo as instructed - 20 minutes later I come out and you look inadmiration as I stand on my toes and spin around. You lick your lips, andtell me nice tan, the pink thong fits well, soft. Bearing the weight they have carried all day long, the gorgeous frame of your body and the insurmountable dilemmas that you have faced. You run your hand across my cheek, without a word you look at me and tell me you need rest, a moment in time where you can forget all. To close your eyes and leave the world behind, taking with you only those things that bring you utter fulfillment. Can you imagine, as I pick you up, you laying your head upon my shoulder. Your eyes closed and longing for the.