Oh ... say ... France ... could find themselves in Germany or vice versa. Many years ago, it was a calamitous happening.The River is the Border. Perio....In the US, the channel moves in mysterious ways and a change in location does not make a change of state. The river might wander to Hell and gone but you are still a resident of the state you were in before the switch.(That was a gratuitous aside from consulting maps.)There are no marinas in New Orleans. I know ... we looked ... and then. The husband continued oiling the Black man's legs then did his shoulders and cut chest and abs, working his way down his belly to his crotch.Both my wife and I were mesmerized watching this play out.The Black man spoke to the husband who stopped oiling and shuffled on his knees through the sand to the other side of his wife and started to apply oil to her breasts and then between her thighs, for which she spread her legs, giving us a view of her shaved pussy as her husband applied the oil first. "I watched Anne move towards Meredith, watched as she hugged Meredith to her. "And what if I want to stay girlfriend, what if I want to spend the day ravishing that sexy body of yours?Meredith hugged Anne back and I smiled. From that moment I knew that my two girls were going to stay and spend the day naked and in each other's arms"Okay then," said my father. He then turned to Connie and said, "Why don't you and Winston go out somewhere. I mean it's not as if the two of you have been out. " She thought about it a moment. "Well, until the next morning."Soon the bottle was empty. Jackie was giving Sly a foot rub as he laid back, yammering on about the blonde piece he had chatted up at the bar."He had a Jude Law thing going on. Slight of build, but lips you could use as a trampoline. God, I'm so fucking horny..."Jackie was pretty much blotto too. HE was horny? She had been so busy with work that she hadn't met anyone even remotely interesting. All the men at work were married, and.