I watched her settle, and realized that she was a lot more relaxed than she had been in the car. “Not act about what?”Jordan rolled her eyes again... Maybe she was angry about Danielle.“I don’t think he’s acting Jordan,” Raven said. I glanced at her. She was drying her hands on a small towel.“I can’t tell,” Jordan said. I looked at her and felt like I was watching a tennis match.“You gave him too much,” Raven said.I wanted to wave my hands, but they were full. “Ladies, I’m sorry, but I really. As I went up to the next rung I could feel her tongue on the small of my back and her chin pressing against the waistband of my shorts which weren’t exactly tight and I feared the worst as I felt her chin forcing my shorts downwards and with both her hands holding the ladder as well as both my hands I was powerless to stop the inevitable happening.“Hmm very interesting” she sighed as I hauled myself slowly up the next rung with my shorts stuck under her chin and feeling them slipping down and. But the fruit she carried was not hollow, it was firm and full. She was like an almost ripe apricot, her belly skin tight, but soft and brushed with fine down, the fruit of her belly firm. I wanted her to ripen and for the fruit to come out from under the soft skin. I could imagine she was holding inside her some lush juicy fleshed peach as she lay there, glowing in the dappled shade of a coconut palm that leant out, and hung cross the sand with its fronds brushing the surface of the sea. She. I told her I had been out with an old college friend the night before, and we had always been pretty competative. I told her we had met a few women at the bar and had drank with them until closing. The one he was interested in was going across town and he was headed in the opposite direction, while the girl I liked, was going to the same area of town as me and we split a cab. As we waited I told my buddy I'd try and get this woman to come home with me and that I would sleep with her. He bet me.