I reach behind me for the body scrubber and body wash. I lean back away from you just enough to get the scrubber lathered up with soap. I tell you to ...turn around, and I begin to use the scrubber and my other hand to wash your back, I massage your muscles, relaxing you even more. I rub the scrubber on your ass as well making sure that I don't miss anything on your body, I even kneel down so I can get the back of your legs down to your feet. I stand back up, so that you can turn around for me. I. We were caught in a bruising kiss, both of us gasping and moaning as our lips moved against each other in a frenzy. The hand you had on my lower back slipped under my tank top, your skin against my heated skin made me shiver, goose bumps rising on my flesh as I clung to you almost desperately. I wanted more. I wanted to feel your skin on mine. My hands fell from your hair and slid down to the front of your shirt. I quickly slid my fingers under it, raising it quickly, but I had so much trouble. I turned to Beth as I got in the car, "Where to, dollface?" How about a picnic at the farm?" she replied with a resigned expression over my bad Bogie impression. It was a beautiful June day and the idea of visiting the farm seemed perfect—for a picnic or anything else that popped up.We stopped at home to find that my thirteen-year-old brother Kevin and his girlfriend were there—also trying to figure out how to spend a perfect afternoon."How would you guys like to go for a picnic?" Beth offered.. Beth teleported some guy into a wall. Two solids can't occupy the same space and all that stuff, you know? So Albuquerque blew up."'How do you know this?'"Because it was me that took Beth back in time and made her fix it!" Katie told the wraith. "She pulled the guy out of the wall and put him into the teleportation dimension. I got trapped on the wrong side of the explosion and it threw me back in time."'Your explanation actually sounds plausible. Most unusual for a human. Are you the only.