My fingers couldn’t hold on. I was going to just let go. But the angel was there. She wouldn’t let go of my hand. It was the only thing I could fe...l. I knew that as long as she held my hand, I would survive. I prayed to her not to let go, even when I couldn’t grip her.I hadn’t had the dream in a week or more. I could feel my eyes trying to cry but the tears were dry. It was like they were being sucked out of me like my life was. “Don’t let go of me, angel,” I prayed. “I will never let go,” she. I could vaguely hear Rachel’s fast, excited breathing. Then I heard something drop on the floor. Rachel had taken off her towel. I could hear her bare feet walking across the room toward my bed.There was a sudden weight on my bed as my sister must have crawled onto it. I felt her soft hands touch my feet as she found her way across my bed. Her bare thighs touched my legs, and I shuddered at the contact. Then I felt Rachel move between my legs, lowering herself from her kneeling position. A. He's had Husbands & boy friend ask him to have sex all the time. He confessed to me that he has had sex with 100 women before simply because of his over size large penis. In the end he was comfortable in this situation.. When we arrived home I introduced Jeff to Rachel. Rachel was dressed little more sexy then usually. She was wearing a short black skirt with her strap y heels & a fresh red pedicure, low cut top. Jeff came inside side the house and sat on the long couch & Rachel sat right next. No one had enough energy to get up, much less find anything for breakfast, but by noon we all managed to struggle out and find some fast food. The afternoon's activity was limited to sleeping on the beach under the warm spring sun.Laying around on a beach in the shade while the air around us was near eighty degrees and the girls around us, including our own, were nearly naked, is tough duty for two guys who spend two thirds of their year trudging through snow. But Mickey and I managed to.