” She slapped me across the cheek.“I can see why he would find you entertaining.” She stepped back from me, and reached back and unzipped her bl...ck dress. It fell to the ground, around her feet, effortlessly. It was clearly high quality and made to fit her. She stepped out of the dress still in her heels. She was gorgeous, like out of a magazine. Her breasts were so perfectly round and perky they had to be fake, but they looked so good I knew no one, even me, cared. Her midsection was so tight,. .."?!?She sat there seeming to contemplate my condition, licking her lips. Finally she said "Yes. Yes, I did. And I can see your point. I suppose turn about is fair play. Only ... I didn't get to see it all. If I show you mine, you have to show me all of yours. Do you still want to play that way?"I smiled. "Yes, ma'am." If you ever ... EVER ... tell anyone else that we did this, I will make sure everyone believes you are a liar. Do you understand?" Yes, ma'am!" I put down my book bag and. There wasn't anyone of them that I couldn't have handled one-on-one, but it undoubtedly wouldn't have happened that way, and I didn't like the way all of those hard-eyed fisherman kept their hands on their large belt knives. If she hadn't come when she had, they would have probably soon started to gut me as their next catch of the day.From the look on her face as we hastened but not quite ran, to the returning bus stop for the south bound island bus, I guessed that her own meeting with her. By both her and my just departed wife. I had now had time to think about it a little and in the end thought I might as well give in gracefully, I'd never hear the end of it otherwise. "OK Sam, you win, we'd better do it on our bed, it's firm enough and close enough to the right height as well, I'll go put the oil on to warm," and so I went to prepare. It was all her own fault, she will tell people that I've been learning the gentle art of massage and that for tired and stiff muscles I'm very.