Things like buses and trains and ferries went from Point A to Point B rather predictably. All the villains of this little play would have to do would ...be to pick me up on the docks. I had different plans. Belfast Lough turned southward just west of the coastal town of Bangor, turning into a much narrower waterway leading to Belfast and the River Lagan. One of the things I made sure of when I bought the bag all my stuff was in was that it be absolutely water proof. It rained too often and too. She would be our future contact. I'd call the friend when I wanted to get in touch. She broke the ice first by reaching over and rubbed her hand on my thigh, then between my legs. She could feel my hardness. I explained that I had already rented a motel room that was behind the bar. We quickly finished our drink and we went hand in hand to room number six at the motel. At the door, she turned and kissed me full on the mouth, giving me her tongue as she did so. Once inside, we both began to. Once, when I was 12, she asked me how I liked her hair. I told her that I liked it long and down. Every visit afterwards she wore it that way, just for me. Her face was beautiful in a classic sense with a straight nose, beautiful smile, and startling blue eyes. It was also at 12 that I started noticing her body. She had a perfect hourglass figure with 38DD breasts. (I peeked in her lingerie drawer at 13.) Her legs were long and supple. She worked out daily aerobically and it showed. I sported. Her rich mahogany-brown skin shone in the early sunlight, her long black hair flowed around her like a cloak. Her big round breasts filled her sweater marvelously. The Allens are fine-looking women, but Daphne is a living wet-dream.We all had a cup of coffee in Daphne's room, and then agreed that with the snow the night before, this would be a good day to do some skiing. The slopes were fast and fresh, the air sunny and cold. The four of us spent the day on the mountain, eating lunch on the.