To win this contest you need to enter your name and at random by the ship captain or crew you will go on the cruise so it was a day or two days before...the deadline she quickly entered her name and the guy beside the ballot box is name Jimmy and he told her' hey Alicia you look like you know what your doing while fishing and knows how to have a good time". She just smiled and thanks for noticing I would do anything to win this contest as she wet her lips and kept on walking. The day is finally. His tongue violating her wanting, soft open lips as his right hand reached down and took hold of one her tits in a firm grip.That is when she yelped. Bringing him back to reality.“Uh ... yeah. I’m ... uh ... fine. My leg cramped up.” she stammered out. Blushing, she quickly stood up.“I’m going to stretch it out while I walk back to the apartment. Thanks for keeping me company and letting know about L.A.” she said over her shoulder as she started to walk off across the pool deck back towards her. ..always...measure the woman's foot anyway for a number of reasons. First, not every shoe will fit a woman's feet perfectly, even if it is supposed to be her size. Secondly, it's a waste of time to drag out several pairs of shoes in differing sizes, a luxury we can't afford especially when it gets particularly busy. But thirdly, for myself anyway, I like taking the time to fit a woman's foot, adds more of a personal touch for one thing, and for another, seeing a woman's foot, how she takes care. It looked as if I was going to get a good soaking before I reached the place I planned to camp for the night.Rather boldly I had already dispensed with my trousers and was now walking along in my (very nearly) opaque tights- one of my more sissy pairs, with a design not unlike sequins. I'd reasoned that roads, always quiet round here would be close to deserted in early Autumn. A few cars had passed, leaving me to wonder if the drivers had noticed what I was wearing- maybe even checked out my.