She was still wearing her t-shirt and nothing else. Her soft, naked backside showed a white triangle proving she was not a friend of nude sunbathing. ...y stirring erection reminded me that I hadn't come myself last night - once more I had been too busy manipulating others. Angie woke at the light caress of my finger over her hips. She turned around smiling at me and planted a kiss on my lips. The noise of the shower had meanwhile been replaced by the sound of Chris going through my kitchen. “Please, please…my nipples…please suck my nipples.”Bernard released her bra clasp. Two petite white soft dumplings were free. They were true budding buds of want, Cupid inspired scoops of delight. Ivory curved, porcelain sleek smoothness, shaped entirely by the name Bethany and willing Bernard’s tongue to join them initially at their protruding pink tips. The Monsignor could do no more than oblige.It was tip to tip. To Bethany this feathery touch was heaven sent. A delicate film of saliva. My head was full of fantasies as I cycled the lanes to the woodland, which was quieter even than usual. I dared myself to cycle naked along the single-track through the woods - it was a huge rush and in the rain great fun getting covered in muddy water being sprayed up from the tyres. I was so care-free, usually I am more anxious naked outdoors alone than I am in the company of other men. I'm always the first to make a move or get undressed. I like to shock but always dream of being dominated. Do you?"He held his hands over his eyes for a moment and nodded. "I can't believe she would do this. Fight with Kat, yes. Kill her, no. And kill Senator Cartwright, too? I just can't believe it." Then tell her that," I said forcefully. "Right now she feels all alone and is afraid you'll think the worst. You two need each other now more than ever. Tell her you believe her. Tell her, and then let someone take you back downstairs. She is going to need a good criminal lawyer fast. I'm sorry, but.