That woke tanning and little by little people are gone, until we me, my uncle, and Daiane Josi. Not long after, Josi has come creeping to me, asked me...to put his hand on her left breast as she said her heart was racing too, because she was finding it weird (weird I thought it came to me asking for it ), told her to give me his arm for me to check her pulse was normal that course, she thanked me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek went out for a smoke.I went to her and asked for one I smoke, she. We had lunch at the Anchor Inn, and both had fish. I was worried enough to ask her, in light of the experience with Tom, ‘Janet, you were just kidding about giving your number to random men, weren’t you?’ ‘Of course, silly! I am here with you, and we are having a great time. Aren’t we honey?’ ‘Sure!’ I all I said. She was sitting opposite me at the café, and with a couple of young men in booth near us watching her, she pulled the straps of her bikini top off her shoulder, exposing both. And they were smiling at us when you turned and drooled at them, asshole!”“Yeah, well, pardon me all to hell,” Tom said to me. “You think at this point in the night, or the week, for that matter, that I can be subtle?”“I guess not,” I said. “Do you like the blond or the redhead?”“I like a chick who might spread her legs,” Tom said. “You saw them first, so you get first dibs.”“If the carpet matches the curtains, I'll take the blond,” I said.“Works for me, amigo, but how are you going to find. She felt the warmth of excitement flow through her at the thought, before blushing, embarrassed at her own reaction.She looked over herself, she wore the trousers she normally walked around in, with a nice, white t-shirt. Underneath, she wore her sister’s old training bra and a pair of beautiful, red, lacy panties Tara had given her a few weeks before. She wanted Tara to find her as sexy as possible once she was down to them.Finally, it was four thirty. Rach left the room and entered the living.