I could smell a hint of mint on his breath when it puffed over my face. The moment seemed very intimate and I wondered when he’d kiss me again. I sp...ntaneously captured his free hand in mine, entwining our fingers. I noted that his hands while callused were fine with long fingers and large square palms. ‘What did you call the living room color again?’ he asked. ‘It was mushed peas baby poop brown,’ I said promptly. ‘What color is it now?’ his voice was a bit vague and I took it as disapproval. . Bath time! Stand nice and still!"With this she came up to her and after raising the bucket high over Caroline's head, emptied half of its icy cold contents all over her. She handed her a bit of soap and ordered her to use it. Then she rinsed her off by pouring the rest of the water over her."No more hot showers for you, my girl! I've been far, far too lenient with you, and it won't do any longer. From now on it's going to get a whole lot harder for you. How dare you complain of the cold nights,. I wasn't sure about Bernie, but I watched. He had a nice cock.I had always wanted to touch it, maybe suck it. But we didn't do any ofthat stuff. The three of us had known each other for three years or sosince working at the beach. Bernie was a bit more conservative butreturned from the bathroom wrapped in a wet towel. The lump on his crotchwas clearly visable.But this wasn't unusal, I had seen the guys bareass before. That nightwasn't the first time they crashed at my place drunk or. ‘Yeah, I remember,’ the smile crumbled, ‘but, this is different. I’m not supposed to feel that way about someone else, especially not another woman!’ ‘Pshh. ‘Supposed to’ is a crock. You feel what you feel when you feel it. I am glad that you didn’t do anything without talking to me, but if you need to act on something like that, it doesn’t bother me. I know you’re not going to run off with Shelly and leave me, and, like I said, I know you two have history. I would much rather you get to know.