I wrap my arms around your shoulders. You laugh, in your charming way as my hand runs carelessly through your locks. Your uncertain gaze reflects the ...trangeness you feel, but your lips part, inviting me. My body arcs smoothly around and my long firm legs wrap around your waist. Holding you like a baby, I tenderly massage your aching shoulders. Your hands brush against my breasts like tender green leaves. The fire behind us blazes steadily. I look into your jade green eyes. I gaze past the. "It's reflecting the way I feel inside." That's ... you're beautiful, you know."Ruth sighed in exasperation. "If I took my shoes off and stood in thekitchen, would you get it then?" What? Oh, my God! That's ... that's wonderful! Rest. Sit down. Let melook after you. Can I get you anything? You need to make sure you don'texert yourself too ..." Tom?" What?" I love you," Ruth was laughing, but also deadly serious."I love you too. I can't believe I forgot to tell you! Relax. Can I getyou a cup of. As I rounded the rocks, I could see that the water was lapping up a sandy shore line, almost like a mini beach at the ocean. The view that I got as I continued on was clear all right, I nearly tripped over myself. There on that same blanket from yesterday was Tiffany, again totally nude. But this time, lying beside her and also nude, was her mom, Cheryl. They were both on their backs, apparently sunbathing. I was beside myself. I didn’t know whether to say something, or just try to make a. It was brown, shorter than the Prince, butabout the same thickness. She handed it to me. Memories came floodingback as I held it in my hands. I zoned out.Marty was talking to me. I was imagining I was holding the Prince again.Subconsciously, I had begun squeezing the rubber toy like I had squeezedthe Prince. "Hey, you ok?" Marty said.I snapped out of it. I was holding the rubber toy in front of my face,licking the end of it. I lowered it, completely embarassed. My face washot, and undoubtably.