On Saturday morning, Jill and I went down to Mission Beach and Peter, her boyfriend, joined us from Dunk Island. He took her back with him on the ferr... on Sunday afternoon." But weren't you sleeping with Jill when her boyfriend was away?" Gail asked, her voice expressing her surprise."Yes, and I slept with her on Saturday night too, but only after Peter and I had both made love to her. I know it's hard to understand, but over the past two months, we became not a couple, not two couples, but a. I'd never been agiggly guy and here I was, all atwitter like a school girl! Who careswhere it came from? I loved being his little giggly bimbo.He said, "Race you to the water, on the count of 3..." and I laughedlike a loon and took off running like hell! He was left standing thereflat footed and didn't make it half way before I'd jumped in and startedswimming. I'd been on the swim team in high school and had won a fewtrophies, there was no way he was ever going to catch me. But as I swam,I. “I’m planning on trying to come in on Saturdays. I figured it was more likely that I’d see you on weekends if you were working around a class schedule,” I told her. I couldn’t really judge her age because she was so deeply fit. She could be 18 or 40 and I’d never know which from her face or body.“I work out on Saturday, but I work Monday to Friday,” she said finally. “If you can actually walk by Saturday, then I’ll be glad to punish you some more.”I rolled my eyes and scoffed. “Whatever helps. Her touch causes me to gasp loudly.With one hand continuing to knead my heaving breasts, the other moves downward, past my stomach, and begins to press inward between my legs.My body stiffens as she positions me so that I’m facing the full-length mirror in the room.“Relax Meg, don’t be afraid,” Erica whispers. “Don’t be afraid. I want to see all of you, to taste your nakedness.” Erica begins to slowly pull my dress up, rolling it between her fingers. “Very nice,” she says, approvingly, as.