She was rock and she was antsy.Higher, I crept my gaze, to a grey bare belly, gracefully defined, with a strong slender waist. A half blouse, of the s...ame material and colors as the skirt, gently cupped two small, perfectly wonderful breasts. They acknowledged my gaze, with a sudden rise and fall.One hand casually covered cleavage. Nails of black, tipped fingers that seductively teased at the fabrics edge, and the skin beneath, unconsciously. A neck thin and willowy, gently caressed into. In a flash I saw one perfect breast. No bra covering it. Then they pushed against each other again.Her hands kept roaming the others back.I have to think of a name for both of them, I thought. How else can I keep them apart when i think back at this moment? So I decided to call the aggressive one Xiao. The other I'll call Wei.So to continue the story.Xiao's hands were roaming Wei's back. I could see she used her nails for it, making Wei groan into Xiao's mouth. Wei slipped her hands under. I want to show you off to all the other girls," she said with a giggle, "On these islands the girls actually outnumber the guys, so the girls here that have a guy like to show off. I want to show you off to everyone!" "Oh so I'm a trophy boyfriend then?" he said jokingly. "Yup. And as my trophy boyfriend you have to look hot," she said grinning broadly. "Ok then, find me something hot to wear," he agreed. Jennifer clapped her hands gleefully and went to find the perfect swimwear. She came back. He returned home on Friday afternoon, and he and his wife decided they did not need to go to market the next day. Beall was working on his reports by lamplight when someone knocked and then entered at his summons."Hi, Sheriff," said a grinning Stud Farrell, "Evenin' Miz Beall." Close the door, Stud, and come in," Beall said. "What've you got there?" Letter for you. Stage driver brung it today, and it looked important, wax sealed and all, so's here it is. I was on my way home nohow." Stay for.