Their usual attire was a bikini, or maybe a bikini bottom and blouse or tank top. Neither wore much more, nor often wore much less.His comment that it...was too bad they didn’t have any identification was quickly rebutted by Maggie. “But we do! Jason thought of that one.” Lifting her T-shirt to just under her large breasts, she exposed a Ziploc baggie taped to her waist with white first aid tape. Inside was a wallet and passport. Following her lead, her mother and children lifted their shirts as. .Wanting you to be here with me. Wanting to feel your arms around me as I suck your bottom lip and nuzzle against your neck. Wanting you to make love to me over and over and over again.I finally stop my fantasizing long enough to get ready for bed. Even though it was cold and damp out, I put on a sheer negligee and even add a quick spritz of perfume. I laugh at myself, without humor, for doing this. Whom am I trying to fool? I crawl under my blankets and think of you again. I think what it. She had never felt better. She had been here in the mountains with Laura, Dave's sister, for over two weeks now and the scars of the ill- fated trip to Tijuana were gradually healing.She had returned to San Diego and immediately packed her bags and left.She never intended to see Julia again, which of course, meant giving up her job at the store, but it didn't matter.She had not even bothered to notify her supervisor that she was quitting. She still had several days pay coming but decided to. "I left Eva on the sofa in the living room and headed to my room to retrieve the extra blanket from my closet. I turned around and stared at my empty bed. If only she could be in my bed... the things I would do to her sexy body... A thud in the hall alerted me."Eva? What are you doing?" I cried when I noticed her on the floor in the hall.Laughing, she replied, "Falling."I joined in on the giggles. It was a dumb question for me to ask I guess. I threw the contents in my hands on the floor and.