With his other hand he bunches the bottom of my dress and indelicately yanks on it. He releases my neck to pull it all of the way off and I seize the ...moment to take a much needed breath. After he's thrown my sole article of clothing to God knows where, I can tell he's surprised to find out that I'm wearing panties, but not a bra. My perky C-cups are completely naked and I turn my head away from him, trying to feign embarassment. The v-neck covering his perfectly sculpted muscular body is. She closed her eyes and started to lay back on the bed. Evan took her feet once more and helped her. He sat on the bed beside her and held her hand. It took so little to cause her pain. Funny, her broken arm didn’t hurt as bad as her bruises, at least not yet. She rolled onto her side and looked up at him. She slowly closed her eyes and seemed to be more at ease. She still had her robe on but just draped over her shoulder on her left side. He laid down beside her, his face to her back and. He washed and dried my foot and ankle, then ran a razor over it. We were good friends, but we didn’t spend a lot of time talking when I was in the chair. He felt he couldn’t concentrate if we were chatting, and I was very interested in him concentrating. The familiar buzzing of needles started. The first time I heard them I was horrified; now they were almost peaceful. The second the ink was pushed under the skin, I felt better, it wasn’t a sharp pain, like getting cut, but a steady ache with. I had deliberately chosen our hotel as it was placed centrally on a 'clothing optional' beach. Despite Julie loosening her attitude to exposure in private (read my Fantasy Photoshoot story) I had yet to persuade Julie to expose herself in public. I had hoped I could persuade her to maybe lose her top at the beach. She would look so hot sunbathing topless! I had even brought her a new swimsuit! She had insisted on a swimsuit as she didn't like to reveal too much skin... I brought her a black.