“Oh really? I have to disagree with you there.” My dimpled cheek flirted with him.He took another bite of his food. “Go on, expand on that pleas...e.” “Well, most of our interactions result in me having some…moisture.” My words trailed off as my nipples hardened…again. “You charmer, you,” he scoffed. “I’m serious! In fact, I was just about to investigate how wet I was after seeing you in the cafe.” A mischievous grin claimed his mouth. “What stopped you?” “You knocked on the door, and I answered. They explored the cove and discovered that it was quite empty, the steep rock walls effectively filtered out all of the sound from the near by beach, for all that they could tell they might have been the only people in the world.With a lusty look she stripped her swimsuit off, a single deft gesture exposing her pert breasts to the late afternoon sun. Another flick of her rest sent her bikini bottoms to join her top on the nearby sand, leaving her standing exposed like a beautiful venus, all. She was vocal in conversations about sex and like to describe in detail her preferences. I started to avoid them for other reasons however; like the off color jokes they made about blacks, “oh you are not black, you are Jamaican” would be their response to my challenges, and of course my kids were half breeds while theirs were Latinos. This hypocrisy irked me to no ends and was further compounded whenever her husband drank, all kinds of bigotry spewed from his small mind. On the surface he was. ”“Wha-”“Listen. Will broke my heart, and all I want is him back. You can help, and as a reward, I’ll let you have Pierce.”“Well Rachel I-” Amy wasn’t happy about being talked down to by a child, but Rachel was very aggressive about her desire.“Ms. Lewis, I can give you them, I can manipulate boys, I’ve done it in the past. I can blackmail Will, and Pierce is like a child, he can be broken easily.”“Well, Rachel-I have to tell you something. I like boys. I like to DO things to them, things you.