"Just saying thank you and I have a request for you," I said."What is it?" Can I borrow Richard?" I asked."You want to borrow my pilot? Why ... never ...ind I do not want to know. Yes, you can. When?" he asked."Tomorrow if possible, I will even pay for the fuel, so we can go. I want to take William to Wisconsin and the cheese factory that we went to last year, and then we will drive back here. If that's ok with you," I said."Sure. Have fun and stay out of trouble. I will have him ready at six. " She said, slurring her words a little."Sorry I didn't bring my suit." I replied."Don't worry, girl. Rachel has tons of bikinis. She's letting people borrow them if they want to swim." No way. I'm not swimming." I argued."What? C'mon on Mel, it'll be fine. Everyone is jumping in. We'll have fun." Uh-uh, not for me. Sorry Jen but I'm not swimming. I'm just gonna sit awhile and relax."I never wore bikini bottoms. Every time I went swimming or to the beach, I always wore board shorts or something. I sucked on his nipple, and he exhaled sharply, I smiled. I kissed all down his chest and back up again and when I met his lips, this time, our kiss had no boundaries, we sucked and pulled at each other like there was no tomorrow. His tongue gently massaged mine and I massaged his in turn. I bit his bottom lip, and he bit my top lip. It was perfect symmetry. I felt his hands unhook my bra and felt, more than saw him kiss his way down to my breasts. He kissed all around my right nipple, then. Although she was only stating a fact, and there wasn't a trace of accusation in her voice, I felt like a little boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. I held my breath. What exactly was her intention? Was she going to demand something which I couldn't or wouldn't comply with? This vulnerable position cooled my brief feeling of elation at being correct in my assumption that she’d known what she was doing. "Don't worry," Suzanne giggled, "I won't tell anybody. It'll be our little secret.".