.. down, down, down to the water's edge. You hesitate at the edge but I pull you in after me. It's only ankle deep here anyway. I let go of your hand ...nd turn back to the bank, deciding I should probably get rid of my thongs. So I kick them off my feet and they land on the edge of the water. You end up doing the same. I walk out some more and its now knee deep. Oh my, the water feels so good! I know I’ll soon be completely submerged and that my clothes will soon be wet. I should have taken them. It is then a sense of panic took over. She had to face me and is unsure of what approach she should take? She is naked, she needed to discover some of her cloths, she slipped out of bed and found her thong on the floor. Turning them the right way round she noticed the gusset is distinctly damp. Oh well, the only pair available so she slipped them on. Her dress is in a heap also on the floor. Now where is her bra? Not to be found anywhere, well her boobs are firm to go without. She pulled her. That had been a few days after the media had first started demanding to know if the rumor they'd heard about Jake's attendance was true. Greg had denied leaking anything and had seemed genuinely upset that a leak had taken place. He had his people look into the matter and it had been discovered that one of his publicist's assistants had been the source of the leak. She had claimed it was a simple mistake and that she hadn't realized the information was supposed to be secret."It wasn't his. .. she looked at me cockeyed, then said "thank you so much!" Then thinking out loud, she said "what do I get for the man who has made me so happy, and made me feel so alive?" I made a slightly embarrassed "awww", but then she gave me an extended kiss on the cheek, one that created a stirring in my lap (signifying a remarkable "recovery" from the morning activities!)She took note of "my condition" immediately, so I admitted to it with... "it's all your fault... !" Laughing, she stood up and.