No touching me - I'd get in trouble."I bit my lip. "No, it isn't that...I can't spread my legs..." Well, why not?" Pandora looked at me, puzzled.I cle...red my throat. "I umm...because...I'm not wearing any panties..." She gave me a long look, bemused. "Well, I'm not going to, either, Darling. But why in the world wouldn't you wear panties with a dress that short?"I felt like I was going to die of embarrassment. "Umm, my husband took them."She laughed delightedly. "How very naughty of him...but. Finally, she crawled into bed. After enjoying that sight, I lay down beside her. One more light kiss on her mouth, and I moved to sucking on her breast. I stroked her thighs and then between them.“Oh Gwen!” She was already wet. I kept stroking, though. Every phase of sex with Gwen was delightful.“Ted? Now?” And it was time! I climbed between her legs, kissed her mouth once more and eased in. The lost lubrication didn’t matter; she provided enough of her own. I slid into her warm depths. I. The men were all bachelors, not surprisingly. Not much of a threat to over step our rules, which were "looking only", no sex and not even any touching, just watching. I felt that they should be happy to just see a woman who doesn't scorn them let alone one who would undress for them. I felt confident that we would be in control of such pathetic men. The next hurdle was to get my wife, Marci, to agree. I did not know the best way to raise the issue so I got up my courage and just said I wanted. And only Gauguin and a shipman went on a small boat to go to Tahiti. At the end of 1892, Gauguin arrived at a pure and beautiful coast, with perfectly yellow sand, the sky was beautiful and the three were full with fresh fruit like bananas and oranges. Gauguin hadn?t taken any clothes with them. Because he knew that the inland people were naked all the day, so he thought that integrate with the should be a lot more easy when he did the same. He had left his clothes in the boat, and the shipman.