Naked, I lowered myself into the water, it felt soft and cleansing. I swam back and forth across the short pool for a while, then hauled myself onto t...e rock again and closed my eyes. I woke to find my divine retreat bathed in a strange misty haze, the surface of the water shone in a way it hadn’t done before. The little wavelets on the surface sparkled like diamonds and rubies and emeralds as the broke against the edges of the pool. Close by two figures stood watching me, their cloaks almost. .. whatever it was that we had; I still wasn’t entirely sure. It seemed to be somewhere in that no-man’s land of something more than friendship, but something less than a romantic relationship.However, that wasn’t important at that moment, because this was no ordinary breakfast. It was Lisa’s first pre-race meal. Lisa’s first-ever 5K was two hours away.She took a deep breath and a sip of water before answering. “Nervous. Excited. Worried I’m going to throw up breakfast,” she said with a shaky. His dark hair was curtly styled.The lines of his face curled against a bright smile as he peered into the cabin. His sea-green eyes lit upon his daughter. “Milly!” He cried in excitement and scooped her up. Cradling her in his arms, he raced across the almost solid platform. Thin gaps like ink streaks parted the wood floorboards. Her father suddenly stopped and spun them in a wide circle “Look! Skyla Pier”.Melissa smiled warmly. She had never seen him so excited. Bouncing in his bony arms, she. Je kijkt me aan met een blik van “wat moet ik hiermee?” en mijn ogen nodigen je uit hetzelfde te doen. Jij legt je hand vol onder mijn borst en kust me recht op mijn tepel, bijt er liefjes in, draait er je tong rond en glijdt in één beweging door naar haar borst en doet daar hetzelfde. Ik knijp in je billetje, liefjes. Mijn hand streelt haar borstjes vrij, laat haar bhtje aan, haar baleinen maken haar borstjes nog steeds zo fier als weleer. Ze glundert. Je weet dat ik hou van pantalons en juist.