It helps me to do my job, because you are the reason I live, the reason I take care of my buddies, and the reason I do what I do for a living. Every n...ght before I try to get some shuteye, I bring the picture out of the picture album in my head and look at you while I try to rest. Sleep is impossible when you are living in the field. The constant fear that something or someone is going to creep up on you and slit your throat keeps you from falling into a deep sleep. The picture I keep of you in. She was naked and laying with her legs spread apart, aimed right at the open doorway. She smeared a thin coat of oil on the vibrator and some on her damp pussy. It was already so wet that she really did not need the oil, but it felt very soothing against her skin.She turned on the vibrator to its lowest setting. The steady hum it produced was almost enough to give her an orgasm, but she needed to have a real strong one today. She let the vibrating penis shaped toy caress her skin. She trailed. Jen looked over at me, "Good God Nicki!" She was looking at my chest. When I looked down I could see my nipples sticking up through the translucent material of my bikini. That made me laugh and I dove into the water, keeping my shoulders under when I came up. "Bollocks," said Jen. She was the last to get in properly. But she steeled herself and dove in as well doing a vigorous crawl when she emerged. With all of us swimming now we congregated in a circle, where all of us could still stand.. She nodded her head and smiled. I opened our camera program and tuned into the conversation on the patio.Cynthia was in full on rant, “I can’t believe she talked to me that way. Nobody tells me what I can and can’t do. I’ll fix her, I’ll steal her fiancé away from her, and then she’ll have to ask me for permission to receive love from her man.”Shirley smiled and looked at her sister and said, “Cyn, I don’t think you should push Jill on this or you’ll never get a shot at him. You have never.