.. hot fantasy talk that always resulted in both of us achieving an intense orgasm. After, we would just cuddle and drift off to sleep.On a recent vac...tion trip away to a Caribbean Island, my wife and I befriended the hostess at the on-site restaurant. She was an ex-pat now living in this magical place. We would later find out that she had relocated to this island to get a fresh-start after a bad relationship break-up. Her name was Mia, she was 28, shorter than my wife at 5’3”, slender figure,. Move in, if you wish. But it's that crazy head of yours that concerns me..." She playfully rapped her knuckles on Julie's head.Julie gave a faint chuckle, the first expression in two days and lifted her head to stare into her friend's eyes to see the honesty and concern harbored there. "You've been really good to me, Ertha. I don't know what I would have done... "Hey, come on. Let's not play humble, okay?" She gave Julie's hand a squeeze, startled to feel it cold and clammy. "We've got to get. I asked if they'd take over running the upcoming men's, and after Charlie showed them some pictures in their heads they agreed. They also ok'd Charlie to install internal phones for them too, so they could make plans and order food and such.By now I felt like I was making good progress, but I wasn't done by any stretch. I still intended to make horses the main means of transportation after things settled out, but for the building push we'd need at least a showing at a road or two.We had trees. It’s the comfort, the companionship too.” She wrapped her arms around Bo’s neck, her wet breast nestling against his. “My father looked proud walking me down the aisle. My mother relieved.” She squeezed Bo tighter. “And now this. All this exciting sex to accompany the love.”“Let’s go for a walk,” Bo suddenly said, breaking into Lisa’s reverie.“A walk?”“Yeah. We are insulated from the cold now. We’re good for awhile.”“You mean, go naked?”“No. Put on the snow-boots you got for the trip.”“Do you.