I think you'll enjoy meeting her."Looking down at the tent in his pants, Tim simply commented that he couldn't move quite yet. Laughing and grabbing h...m by the arm, Sandy pushed him down the hallway. "Go ahead. I'll walk behind you," she said. "That way you won't have to look at my ugly ass all the way there." Oh my God, Oh my God," was all Tim could muster.As they turned the corner to go out the sliding glass door to the patio area, a small flash of color caught Tim's eye. It reminded him of. You grab your sponge and lather it up. You slide it over your shoulders and across your neck. Instantly you fantasize about the email. You turn the sponge into his hands. You imagine him standing behind you, pressing up against you. You can feel his arms wrap around your body, as he kisses your neck. You can feel the warm water run across your body, as he gently breathes by your left ear. He grabs your lathered sponge and rubs it against your breast. You. I'm sorry, sir. I was just trying to get home." I told him. He was a muscular-looking man, probably in his early thirties, with short dark hair and blue eyes. A husband and a father, perhaps. He had that gentle look to him. But he was certainly not ugly."Are you under the influence, Maria?" Fuck! I thought again. He knew. He knew I was drunk and I was going to jail for sure. Mom and Dad would never forgive me. I tried to think of many excuses in my head within five seconds, but figured the. I looked at Mike, who was ogling the two pairs of breasts in front of him just as hard as I was.“What about you guys?” Sara asked. If we’re gonna be half naked, you should be, too.” Mike looked at me and winked. I got the message. We took off our shirts and grinned at the girls. Julie threw a handful of peanuts at Mike and Sara gave us a raspberry. “Huh-uh, Dan, you and Mike don’t get off that easy,” Sara said. “We’ve seen your bare chests before. You gotta give us more than that.”Julie chimed.