For years I had always assumed that mine was chocolate, but after the events of this story, I'm not so sure anymore.I should probably start with a few...introductions. My name isn't Maria, but we'll go with that for now. I'm about average height for a Hispanic woman making me shorter than most the white girls I grew up with, with slightly broader hips than I'd like, and smaller breasts than I'd wish for. Though I'm not stacked by any means, I'm not flat, and catch men staring at them frequently. Jessica ran off to her room to shower and Lindsay asked me for a private outdoor photo shoot. I told her to change and Id meet her out on the balcony of my room overlooking the beach. I changed into some linen pants, no underwear and no shirt, grabbed my camera and headed for my balcony. There was Lindsay, laying on the outdoor sofa on my balcony, my mouth dropped open. She was wearing nothing but white thigh high nylons with lace at the top. She had the most beautiful developing breasts,. Ouch!" Forgetting that he was barefoot, Mak prodded the pile of sticks with his toe, finding it unexpectedly solid. "Hold the torch over here so I can see what I'm doing."He tried to pick up one of the torches, but his fingers slid over a smooth surface. "The dripping water has coated them with stone," he growled. "They won't do us any good."Riggan looked surprised at this penetrating comment, but said only, "In that case we'd better find a way out of here before both of these torches are. It was the 4th quarter, the other team was leading by two points. Our options were either score the easy two or take the three and win it all, we decided to shoot the three. The coach made the play for me. My heart was about to drop because the win was in my hands. As we got onto the court I noticed the girl who I liked. She was beautiful, pretty face cute ass and decent sized breast. She was giving me a shy stare. The ref blows his whistle indicating play can be started. We went through our.