Handing me one, she sat hers on the coffee table as she said, “It’s too quiet in here.” Across the room, she bent at the waist as she turned on ...he stereo and slipped in an eight-track. That gave me a great view of her butt, complete with another angle on her pussy lips, and leaving no doubt that she was bra-less under that T-shirt. She came back over as Three Dog Night’s “Easy to be Hard” began, grabbed her beer and plopped down on the couch, left leg on the couch and right one on the floor,. The experienced woman sucked her cheeks yearningly and then reached for her brown bottle of Hawaiian Tropic tanning oil. She unscrewed the lid, hidden now beneath the claws of her pearl manicure. The prominent, perfectly shaped ends of her nails popping off her dark buttery skin and the bright aqua of her bikini lent an exacting air to my neighbor. There was something precise and authoritative about those nails, and long, shapely, well-tended manicures and pedicures still drive me nuts today,. It was good to have her back with us.“So, here’s the news,” Joan said. “My duty station will be ... right back in Chicago!” We cheered. What a relief to find she’d be close enough to see on a regular basis. Maybe not every weekend but at least once a month. It was fantastic.We ate pizza and drank soft drinks. I was surprised that all my girlfriends were being kind of reserved compared to the last time we’d all been together down here. But then I looked around. I’d been so focused on Joan, I. "Ready for the second best ride on this beach?" After five minutes of pedalling, the pedalo was out of sight of every person on the beach. Kiara reached behind her while Faith was looking over the horizon, taking off her bikini top. When Faith turned around, she licked her lips. "And I thought the best view was on my side," she giggled, then leaned in and kissed her new girlfriend. "Wow, you're my girlfriend," she said, more to herself than Kiara. Kiara just nodded and kissed her again, then.