"Explain to me again why you were worrying so much?" Ophelia asks,making me sigh."...Because I worry too much," I say, before biting my lip. "Does- do...sthis mean you won't be worrying next Monday?" Absolutely not," Ophelia replies curtly. "I shall be utterly petrifiedevery second you're in the operating theatre." This time, it's my turnto give Ophelia a hug- even as she protests and tries to wriggle free."Aw, come on, 'sis'!" I giggle as my BFF eventually escapes my grasp,though the wide grin. With the breakers crashing against his body and the breeze running its fingers through his shoulder length blonde hair, she saw him then as the very epitome of an athlete and a man. As she watched him in silent meditation, he hauled his surfboard up onto the crowded beach and then, with no idea that she was there at all, he did something that would make a permanent impression upon her; he unzipped his black wetsuit to the waist and let it hang behind him. As the black neoprene was peeled back,. I then headed to my room to have a shower and get ready myself. I had arranged with the resort to have twelve big, red, long-stem roses placed in Anne’s room while we were away, along with a bottle of Miss Dior perfume that I had wrapped for her in glossy red wrapping paper and a silver bow. I had just got into the shower and was soaping my body when the phone rang. I quickly wrapped a towel and grabbed the phone in the bathroom that was hanging on the wall just outside the shower. It was Anne.. I could see Robbys boner pulsing up and down as he sucked mine, so I reached over and put it in my mouth. It tasted a little salty, but it felt so right. I sucked it up and down, trying to take it all in. Every sense in my body was tingling and rushing. I couldnt remember ever feeling this way. Robby let my cock pop out of his mouth. He circled his tongue around the head several times, licked the underside of the head and then flicked his tongue back and forth across my pee slit. Then he licked.