She lay jerking and gasping on the floor for some endless time, trying desparately to breath. Just as she was having some success, he nailed her again....She was wavering on the edge of conciousness and knew that if he zapped her again she would surely die. In that moment, Angelica realized just how much she loved life, and that she would do anything, anything at all, to get him to let her live a little longer. Unable to deal with buttons or zippers in her present state, she clutched the skirt of. I saw Tyson, so dark next to her, unable to take his eyes off her body. I watched as his black hand came down on her knee and traced a path up her thigh. I watched and I couldn't stop them. I didn't want to stop them. I didn't want anything to stop them.Renee turned away as she felt Tyson's hand on her leg. "Good." She said. "There's no need to be shy." Their lips met again and then she pulled away. She turned back towards me and gave me a quick peck on the lips. Tyson's hand had found its way. I stationed myself downstairs and when, about five-thirty, they both came downstairs, I said hello."Oh, hi, Eileen, how are you?" he replied, smiling."Fine, I didn't know you knew my sister," I floated out there trying to find out what was up with my sister's interest with this boy from my class."Yeah, um, I'm helping her with math, I'm pretty good at math, you know," he said as she ushered him out the door. This was weirder and weirder. Then, the idea hit.I went out to the garage and brought. I don't recall how I got on the boat but I imagine it was a sight to behold. He cast off and we headed up the river some ways (maybe thirty minutes upriver) to a very dark and relatively quiet spot where he dropped anchor. With very little conversation he took me by the hand and led me to the cabin where there was a tentative kiss, which wasn't bad, and then we just slipped into a very sweaty and heated make-out session. Being summer, I was just in a tank top and shorts with my usual bikini.