By noon we headed back to shore for lunch and some drings. I decided to change into my bikini and put on a T-shirt and we headed back out. I wanted to...get some sun so i let the guys fich, so I removed mt t-shist and in the sun in the bow of his boat on a towel. After a while I saw through my sunglasses that Rick had been staring at me with a big grin on his face. I wanted a bit of fun so I turned over and undid my bikini top and spead my legs a bit. Marc must have taken that as a cue so he took. I pulled on a t-shirt, covering the bra. For a minute, I pulled my jeans back on. Now I was hiding the woman's clothing I was wearing, which was just as erotic, somehow, as being able to see it. I imagined joining my housemates in the living room wearing a bra and panties under my regular clothes.But I still had two more items to try. I turned away from the mirror and looked back at myself as I slid the waistband of the jeans down. I was turned on like crazy. Seeing the curve of my panty-clad. Instead she looked down at the box as though sizing its dimensions. Steven shivered as he imagined she was guessing its contents."You don't have to go. He can't force you."She began to go to him, then stopped after several steps, lowering her head as she spoke. Her robe was undone, and parted a few extra inches in the front as she walked. His eyes wandered down over the trail of exposed flesh, the inner curves of her breasts, her flat belly, to the naked slit between her legs, now freshly. ”“Click it or ticket?” Bryce asked as the shuttle disconnected from the Deedee with a sound kind of similar to a thousand atomic bombs going off at the same time while a death metal concert started. Tiff jerked, looking up at the source of the booms.“It was a ... what was that?” she whispered.“The disconnection always sounds like that,” Bryce said as Sebastian tapped a few switches.“Engaging cloak,” he said, quietly. The walls hummed and the feeling of being in the gullet of a vampire went from.