" "You do, what is it?" she replied. "Well," I said, and then proceeded to explain that I'd come down naked to go skinny dipping and hadn't expected t...o meet anyone, so if I was to get out of the pool now she'd see that not only was I naked, but also aroused. She laughed. "I thought something was up," she said, not realizing the pun (I think) and then promised not to tell. So I drifted to the shallow end and walked out with my hard cock sticking out and then, because my towel was at the other. “I see they violated your rights, David, and didn’t allow for your phone call,” the police chief said. “Can I call Paula for you? Please?”I smiled and said, “Sure. These officers and agents didn’t read me my Miranda Rights either.”“It isn’t like you can’t afford to hire an attorney, David, all of them at the same time, worldwide,” the police chief said, surprising the person in charge.Seeing the shock on the group’s faces that “collected” me to extradite to California, the police chief. What little change I had was spent on the nearby pubic telephone looking for a place to crash tonight. For now the bus stop keeps me out of the pounding rain and spares me the worst of the biting wind. The wind that does find me dances along my soaked clothes and chills me to the bone. I must look a comical sight, shivering in my soaked white and pink cotton pyjamas. The sodden material traced the curves of my petite frame. Looking down at how my rock hard nipples press out against the wet. "I thought I was over you. Now, I'm not so sure." That's crazy," I whispered."As crazy as you bedding three teenage girls in one night?"I blinked some more. What could I say?Before that line of conversation could go any farther, we were joined by Caitlin, who had opted to put on her own bra and panty set, perhaps to compete with her mother. Sadly, hers was a very utilitarian white cotton ensemble that, while it would have been quite acceptable twenty-four hours earlier as "sexy attire," now.