"Are we here?" I asked, looking around.Robin shook her head. "No, it's time to change." Change? Oh." Robin and Mary had skinned out of their blouses a...d bras, and pulled on sun dresses. Chelsea removed her shorts and put on a skirt that was as short as mine. And then they all removed their panties. So it was THAT kind of a sightseeing tour. I took mine off and stuffed them into my purse.Okay, so a little more growing up had to occur right there. I couldn't recall ever wearing a skirt without. I just got married to my kilted soulmate!"What could he do? He kissed her and she kissed back and they continued their lip-lock until they arrived at the house.The wedding lunch went well, with the usual speeches. Claire's brother amalgamated the best man's and the 'father of the bride's' speech to the amusement of all. The afternoon passed in a whirl and Mike remembered little of it.A slight damper of the general happiness of the day came when Catherine came to Mike quietly before the meal and. He suckled one firm bud, then the other, and then tried to do both at the same time by holding my breasts in his hands and forcing them together. I grabbed on to his shoulders, digging into his skin as sensation overwhelmed me. “I want you, Em.” His words were part plea, part demand, but fully hungry with lust. “I want you, too.” Paul stood, unsnapped his pants and let them fall to the ground. His boxers quickly followed. He stretched up like a Zeus, all sinewy muscle and power, his penis. She layed down on the bed, and continued to delve into the journal. Clara discovered that within two weeks of the night that they first made love, Zhiasa and Hal’hadin were wed. The journal contained detailed accounts of a few more sexual encounters, especially the events of the wedding night, although none were as graphic as the account of Zhiasa losing her virginity. Clara was severely tempted to slip her hand down her trousers and have a little fun while reading the spicy entries, but.