He whirled around, and nearly jumped in shock again. It wasn’t Karen who stood before him, but Rain. Her short blue-white hair had been briskly towe...ed, but still looked wet and limp. It was odd that was the first thing her noticed. Her wet hair. Because except for the towel draped over her shoulders, just barely covering her breasts, she was stark naked. Beads of water rested on her snow white skin like pearls. One rolled down her stomach, touching her navel before continuing down its way to. My brother Paul and his wife Cathy were there, too. They all loved her immediately and I knew if I wanted to keep my head attached to my shoulders that I had better treat Melody right; like I would do anything else! But it was nice to see their support for her.Paul was amused to learn that I, a Deadhead and a blues lover, had fallen for a lady who was into folk and bluegrass. Not only that, she had a complete collection of John Denver.After that first date, she limited herself to hugging me at. The jet banked to the right and over the bay bridge.We were banking plenty because I could look out the right side window and see cars on the bridge. I knew we were leaving a trail of black exhaust the way the turbines were screaming. Max was talking to the controller as the altimeter was climbing past 10000 feet. They were giving him positions of other planes. At 30000 we leveled off and Max pulled the throttles back to maximum cruise speed.I was getting antsy waiting for Kelly to call back.. Nazma was sitting in front of me talking on phone. In the mean time her son asked my permission to go the bathroom and he left. As I watched her pumping breast while she talked on phone, my cock was bursting out creating a tent of my pants. After keeping the phone receiver down she observed me viewing her awesome breasts. I was so hung on them that I didn’t notice her watching me. She finally asked, “Hay what are you looking for?” Her words brought me back to my conscious. She smiled as I look.