.. and if you don't, I'm NOT going to tell you!"Completely and totally illogical. My Stevie is human!! She is a woman! Drat! Now I'll never know what ...he's doing!!An hour or so later ... my shirt soaked down to my jeans ... Stevie said, "You can let me go now. I'm better."I did ... she immediately whacked me in the chest again ... this thwack felt much different from the first. This one was a secure sort of whack as compared to the first one. That was a mad whack."The girls are sailing," Stevie. I slowly took a grip and pulled upwards, taking time to admire the porcelain skin of her back and shoulders.She turned around and adjusted her boobs under the slender figure-hugging dress, causing me to laugh and admire at the same time."Don't you wear a bra with that?" I naively asked as she made her way to the bed. "What with these tits?" She chuckled, "I could only wear a strapless one and apart from not being up to the job they ruin the whole look." Well, I hope your boyfriend appreciates. When I moved away from the edge and towards the middle, I could still see houses that were further away, so presumably I would be visible from there too. But I could hardly make out anything in too much detail in on the roofs of those houses or through their windows, which by the way, were mostly dark even then. It was the same with the tall buildings way in the distance. I couldn’t make out much about them so unless there was someone sitting in the window with binoculars, I was practically. “Well, you are sweating like a pig. I was gonna use clothes pins on your nips, but with that much sweat they’re not going to stay on. But you’re lucky - I brought an alternative!”With that proclamation, I present the two alligator clamps that I brought. From her facial expression, I’m not sure if she considered herself as lucky as I did, but that’s beside the point. Speaking of point: her nipples are clearly in favour of the harsh clamps, as they form two sharp points. Soon, both points are.