Making up excuses to come to Tampa would be impossible. So I grinned at her, "This is easy, Babe; one of us has to move!"We both laughed at that! Chri...sy climbed onto the bed with me; clothes, shoes and all, and I drew her into my arms. That first kiss was not tender! We'd been wanting each other in reality for so long! She was a great kisser too, the kind of kissing that makes you feel the hunger! We made out for a long time rolling around on the bed, stroking and fondling tits and asses and. To my surprise, I found she was already wet and my fingers slipped in easily. I jumped the gun and pulled the mint green bikini bottoms up her legs, drawing them up over her ample behind, a bit of a stretch I must say. This woke her up.“These are a bit tight, are you sure you’ve got the right ones?”“Yeh, I wanna see your ass, beach babe!”She laughed, “Here it is then,” and wiggled her hips, helping me to ease the bikini pants up over her behind and snug into her cunny.This was a sight that. You really should read that fine print. But to mollify you: we can't wipe your memory per se. You will still be … you. We just condition you to believe you've always been your new identity, and we block any memories of entering witness protection. You'll still remember learning to ride a bike, your first kiss, your first frolic with Mrs. Talbot here. It'll just be that you remember it as your new identity, with no clue that you changed names."Robert frowns, and the expressions on everyone. Lifting his head, he spotted Faith knifing through the water beside him. Together they reached the float and together they turned without a word. Bill slowed down to stay together, enjoying the glimpse of her at each breath. On the count of sixteen, Faith climbed up onto the platform while Bill continued until the count of twenty. Lazily he backstroked, staring at the blue sky, gliding to the artificial island. Faith dangled her feet in the water until he was close enough to touch..