Thanks forconfirming it. Now, are you absolutely sure, 'cause there'sno going back from a girl." Y-y-y-es..." Evan barely let out. He was trembling; b...tit was more from excitement than fear."Okay then." With that, Kara took a black and red pen fromher pocket. "I have never tried this before, but my momshowed me on pieces of paper and made me perfect it. I wantyou to roll up your sleeve, sit down, and close your eyes."Evan did just that, and soon felt the pen moving acrosshis upper arm. Soon, a. No one on her legal team thought to ask about it. It might sound as if my ex made out, but the house was upside down on the mortgage, the savings account had less than $1000 in it, the checking account was almost empty from paying the monthly bills with no deposits and the newly started 401 had less than $2,000.00 in it. And best of all, in my opinion, was the fact that most of the joint credit cards were near their max. It seems Sheila went on a spending spree before the divorce was final. I. “I hate saying goodbye.” The dark haired woman climbed to her feet. Her breast still hung free of her askew bikini top. “How about see you later?”“Of course.” I nodded, smiling in a way that felt like my face muscles were injured. She waved to Ellie and swayed off to her post. I squatted down and pulled up my shorts. Ellie slapped my ass.“Hey!”“Hey yourself.” She grinned. “Our ride’s here.”We had to cross the small section of beach to the wide roundabout inside the palisade gate. A driverless. “Yuck! So have you ever gone camping?”“Yes.”“Will you take me camping?”“I don’t know.”Rachael grinned. “I’ll tell you what color panties I’m wearing if you say yes.”“White cotton boy-short style with small blue and red flowers.”Her eyes opened wide. “How did you know?”“I saw you this morning in a camisole and panties.”“You were spying on me!” she accused.“No I wasn’t. You were going to the bathroom.”“Well, you’re wrong. So, take me camping. Please?”“I’ll think about it.”“Kay. What’s for.