I moved the zipper just a little. Rio was shaking like a leaf. She tried to speak but only a squeak came out. She nodded her head. I began slowly pull...ing the zipper down, holding the top of the dress up and together so it wouldn’t fall until I let go. As I pulled the zipper, I let my hand glide down the bared skin, all the way to the middle of her butt. “Don’t move now,” I said. “Just let it fall.”I let go and quickly moved to the camera, snapping several pictures as the dress fell in a pile at. ’ End Flashback I always lived up to that promise. I never hurt her again, and I kept her happy. She was especially happy on a specific Christmas Day, in 2010 ( A/N: This takes place in 2060, when Randy is eighty-five, so bear with this.). Flashback It’s Christmas Day, and Stacy and I are at her parents’ house. I had already asked Stacy’s father for permission to marry her, being as old-fashioned as I am. As Stacy was opening presents, I was watching her, waiting for the perfect time to. Angie saw I was leaving, and took a few quick steps toward me. She put her arms around me, gave me a big hug. She told me she was glad to see me, and I returned the compliment. I reminded her of my invitation to the hot tub, whispering in her ear "319." She said, "I'll see you later!" I left.I drove back to the hotel (2 miles) and settled in. After checking some e-mail and voice messages, I donned my trunks and grabbed a towel. With my hand on the door latch, there was a knock on the door. It. Bob grabbed her hat and threw it over on a chair, pushed her back against the wall and kissed her very deeply. He just took control and Sylvia knew that he wasn't going to take "No" for an answer, not that she wanted to say "No". She was all "YES!YES!YES!" at this point. He reached up behind her with one hand and unzipped her dress with one quick movement and her dressed dropped to a puddle around her feet. Bob pulled off his jacket and shirt with movement and kissed her again. Sylvia loved the.