I woke up early in the morning because I knew Ellen would be coming today. So I got up, and had a nice, long shower... But it was kind of too long, be...ause the doorbell rang and I wasn't yet dressed. But hey, it was Ellen, we were so close that I didn't care if she saw me in a towel only. So I went to open the door, wearing nothing but a small towel that only hid the most intimate places of my body.I opened, and there was Ellen. She was wearing a short pink top showing off her nice flat belly,. She was something between Ship’s Mascot Amélie and Fuck Toy Amélie, passed around among Antoine, Gérard and Captain Beauchamp. Sometimes she wished they’d let the crew have a crack at her, but only sometimes. Beauchamp had made it clear that anyone who bothered Amélie would quickly lose his dick, and such were the captain’s promises that no man ever failed to show her the utmost respect. She especially enjoyed being respected by a hard cock, of which there were many in her presence even if she. My girlfriend is out on the dance floor with some of her regular friends having a good time. I am finding it a bit out of my comfort zone but very hot. I have noticed one guy who seems a bit reserved as well. He has been watching me most of the night. Every time I look his way his eyes are on me. He is with a group of guys who are also enjoying themselves on the dance floor, though he stands on the second level observing, rather than partaking. I look up his way now and see he is watching me. I. "I'll be right out!"I shout, proceeding to rush inside to get on my one skates. I stumble out, off the porch and through the yard, anxious to meet up with you. Skating to the edge, you take me by the hand and help me onto the ice, careful of the cracking ice on the shoreline. We skate to the center of the pond and you continue your graceful skate routine. I skate slowly behind, happy just to be watching your exquisite movements flowing from your perfect curves so smoothly. I become lost, near.