His hands moved to my navel over the saree while he kept biting my neck. My breath had started quickening. My patience gave up when he bit my ear and ... turned around to press my lips against his. Our tongues met before we both knew and he picked me up in his arms. The water was still dripping on the floor from the loose end of saree. I couldn’t stop kissing him when he threw me on the bed. I pushed him down and tore his shirt. Desire had overtaken us completely. Lips, cheek, neck, shoulder,. By the time Otto could drop his load of groceries and get outside, the shooting was over with and there were 5 dead men lying in the street. Martha rushed out of the store and into the wagon to check on the children. Both were perfectly OK, but Susan had started to cry after being wakened so unceremoniously from her afternoon nap. Martha began to rail at the crowd that had gathered and was looking threateningly at the Indians. "Is this how y'all treat visitors ta your town? Shame on ya! Some of. He had seen Dana around the yard and pool often of course, as although she was 19, she still had been good friends with his daughter, and indeed the entire family, for the past 3 years since moving next door from South Africa. He had not, however, seen her like this before. Lying just ten feet below him, alongside her own pool, Dana lay on a towel with only her white bikini bottoms on. His heart skipped a beat as he gazed upon her beauty. His gaze was at first out of curiosity, which quickly. It was getting quite cold ,and not really wanting to ask for my jacket back ,I asked her if she fancied something to eat ,accepting my offer ,she stood up ,nearly falling off the jetty .Collecting my gear off the bike on the way in ,I explained that I needed a shower and would meet her in about an hour in the bar ,finally remembering to ask her name .Picked up my keys for the room and carried my gear up the stairs to the room above the bar which overlooked the lake .What a view ,,,,,the moon.