I stood there looking down at the yellow envelope like it was the first alien contact. I felt that unsettled.“Oh?” she seemed sleepy still. “Wha... happened?” I bent over, moving to touch the envelope. There was that itching in my brain again, telling me not to do what I was about to do.“Hey, love? I just got in my room. Can I call you back in five?”“Um, yeah. Sure. Is everything OK?”“No.” It was wrong to say it, but I couldn’t lie at the moment. I didn’t give her time to get worked up, and I. You came close to me above water, took place beside me, I saw your nipples peeking through the fabric of your bikini top. You looked at me and said hi, and I said hi back, this was my chance I thought and I offered you a drink. You looked me up and down as if you where deciding if you could trust this stranger, but then your face broke open in a friendly smile and accepted my offer. We started talking and we introduced ourselves, after i while i suggested that we leave the pool bar and go the. I could feel my juices wetting my white nix and so wished I could shove my hand there and work myself off. All I could do was open and close my thighs giving me the feeling that I was masturbating. After a few rounds of aftershocks I have to admit I was well and truly drunk. Able to stand but not much else. Gina told the others she was taking me back to the hotel. We were sleeping in two double rooms I had thought they would have twin beds in but when we got there they were king-size beds.. It's a thing with me. Why write "twentyfive" when u can just write "25".It's was the start of spring brake when 5 friends desired to have a bonfire on a secluded stretch of beach.There was Sam aka Samantha Carter. She was a first read head with bangs covering half her face and the rest pulled back into a pony tail. The was very athletic watch freckles lightly peppered all over her body. Her breasts we're not quite C cups but we're very perky. Her long shaiply legs let up to a tight firm ass..