I wasbeautiful. Sublime. I turned back toward the shower and for the first time looked down at mybreasts. I saw how they looked as they jiggled so ...lightly. I saw mysmooth leg as it lifted to step into the bath. I stepped under the waterseeking solace and calm. My mind was racing, confused, excited. I liftedmy face to the water, seeking divergence to the urgency I felt building. The water poured over me. Drenching me. If I had a cock it would berock hard. But I didn't. I reached for. . sure?" Half sob."I am sure. Come with me. I talked with Brother Bob. I will tell you what he told me." Then I realized what ONE of those things was.She stood up. Barefoot, her five feet two inches next to me, her head was at my chest level. She faced me. "I will not be a problem." You're not a problem, Lita." I'm sorry, Pat. I am sorry. I don't know. Perhaps again later, okay?" Okay, sweetheart," Pat said. "Dave, be careful." I AM careful," I said. I was. I'd survived a lot so far. Why did I. Your fingers pinched my clit and I cried out as you whispered “mine” in my ear. Your fingers moved along my pussy lips and slowly, the sunk into me. You moved at the slowest pace and I closed my eyes trying not to beg or make any noise. You moved your fingers in and out of my pussy slowly going deeper each time and when you got as deep as you could you came back out and jammed your fingers in my pussy hard. My head slung back and I came over your fingers. You whispered in my ear “mine” and I. I saw her suit almost disappear when the sun hit it. The little patch of sheer material in the back only reached half way up the crack of her ass. And it was only an inch wide at its widest point. It was sexy as hell to look at. But the idea that it looked the same on me was making my heart beat faster. I felt like I was turning red all over and we weren't even down to the beach yet.We didn't have anything that we could hold in front of us as we made our way through the throng of teenagers on.