The hands that were out to helpmaintain his balance seemed to be out with a delicate, feminine mannerinstead. The hair did play a role in his lusty ap...earance, as Mr. B hadsaid, its dark mass coupled with his beautiful face, pouty lips andoverfilled pink dress combined to paint him as some sort of pin-up girl!The cascade of curls that swung and bounced along with his breastsseemed to signal attention of anyone glancing his way. He was also right about the skirt being too short. Just. We putclothing on as we entered you channel. We saw the sign,but it was so old and in such bad shape, we didn’tbelieve it. Also, we have never heard of a clothingoptional marina.”He told us that his granddad had started a nudist camphere when he was a young man, and had bought up a lot ofproperty. “We own all the land on this side of the riverall the way to the Tennessee. When my dad took over, hedid some research and found that we also own, in thisarea, the property on the. It’s all over town about how you can handle a gun. I didn’t see any of it, but I did see the blood and bones flying from what was sposed to be the two fastest gun hands in this part of the country.”“Yes Sir.”“Lets get back to the office and I’ll get you a badge to make it official, don’t let the folks get to you with remarks about you bein’ Indian, they’ll come around and warm up to you.”The two walked out of the hotel as others looked at the sheriff and the tall Indian walking side by side.. It was now clear to me she was an absolute slut but nobody but the two of us knew that and neither of us regretted what we'd done. Things progressed over the following weeks and we began spending lunches parked in secluded locations in her car. Some days she simply suck me off, other days we'd do the best we could at fucking in the passenger seat of her car. Whilst neither of us had any complaints we craved for more comfort and privacy. Eventually we decided to book an afternoon off work and.