I know men and I know what they are thinking."They may be over there pruning the trees, but their minds are mentally undressing you and wondering if t...ose tits are real and how tight that ass of yours is!"Now I am off to work... when these men are finished and leave you can come out and suntan to your heart's content. But until then I want you to stay inside, understand?" he said.Kiana got up and stormed off toward the house. She was mad at him–furious even, no question about it. But she knew. How much would that sort of effort cost me, and was it worth it? Did I really need detailed maps?Not really. It was one of those things that I took for granted on Earth, but developing them without any sort of navigation or surveying tools would be miserable, and the result would be crude at best. Still, it would be nice to know where all the towns were and what kinds of attitudes they had. If it was affordable I’d do it. Maybe King Tom would help pay for it.And, what else were we going to do?. The sticky tape touches the bridge of my nose, a bit of my forehead, too much of my cheek. She rustles my hair as much as she can to cover the duct-tape.A moment later, she touches my mouth.“Last chance.”“Thank you, Jude.”A bag rustles, and something soft and plastic touches my lips.“Wait!”She snaps the gag back. She thinks I’m reconsidering the safe word. That I’m second-guessing my desires.But… I don’t think I could handle it if this anticipation was let down. “What if they don’t come? I. " They waded out in the same place as Francis had gone, before, and splashed around, scooping up hands full of the sand from the bottom, as they had seen Francis do, and cleaned themselves. Falina, never having the opportunity to go skinny-dipping, before was loving it. She was finding out that she loved to have other people look at her naked body. She was NOT going to worry so much about the curtains being closed, at home, again. If they were open, "by accident," of course, and someone got a.