Alexa slipped slowly into the pool, and turned to look at Amanda, still dressed and watching. "Oh come on Amanda, don't be a spoilsport. Strip... stri...... strip... strip!" she called out, trying to tease and force her to undress in front of her. Not necessarily to get her into the pool, but also to see her best friend naked.Amanda took one long gulp down, and then began to undress. Raising the blouse over her head and dropping it next to her feet, then sliding her shorts down her long slender. "Sir!" Bookie called, straightening up.Dupree returned the pilot's salute. "Word from the hospital in Yellowknife. They operated last night successfully, just in time. Child and parents are doing fine." Bookie smiled in relief as Dupree added, "Hospital and family both send deep thanks to you and your crew."Bookie's eyes glowed with happiness as he saluted again. "Thank you, SIR!" Around him, officers and men high-fived each other, clapping and raising cheers. Suddenly the instant coffee. " "So she may have just run away?" Leslie asked. "It's possible. A bra was the only thing left." "A bra?" Rebecca pointed to the lower left of the painting. Nearly obscured in theshadows was a shape that looked like a torn bra. The bra was simple and whitewith small cups like one Leslie wore when she was 12. "Her parents found a torn bra in the basement. At first they thoughtthere was foul play, but a detective noticed the painting. If she painted atorn bra, then it was probably some weird. Did you shave? Fuck that’s sexy.I feel sexy baby. Let’s go upstairs.I could not wait to pleasure him again. I took him by the hand and led him up to my room. Once we got there I had him sit on the bed. I wasted no time. I kneeled between his legs and began to unbutton his shorts.I was hoping we would get right to it, he said.I unzipped his shorts and pulled them, along with his boxers down to mid thigh then over his knees and down to the ground. As I did he leaned back on his elbows. I grabbed.