" Aw, thank you. Would you care to unhook me?" Candice turned her back to me as she spoke, and my heart skipped a beat as I quickly unclasped her bra....he elastic bands pulled away and I reached around her to cup her bare breasts in my hands. They were pleasantly large and satisfyingly firm to my touch. Candice sighed softly as I kneaded her soft mounds in my hands until her nipples were poking into my palms. Then she reached back and slipped her hand through the fly in my boxers.We continued. I stand and hold out my hand for you. You demurely cover yourself with the towel and use my hand to stand. As you bend down to retrieve your top, I sneak a peek as the towel drapes away from your body. You start toward the house and glance over your shoulder, checking to see that I’m following. Like I’m going to leave at this point! You go in the door and walk to the living room. As you turn, the towel falls away. I can see in your eyes that any coyness and reserve are gone. I walk over to you. " What, even when we fold pages over?" Even then," he managed a smile, although they both noticed he was gently cracking each knuckle one at a time as he said it. "I guess I should go home at some point. I've said thank you on the phone and by e-mail, and in four letters, but I think they'd like to meet you properly." Well, why don't we see if we can do all three?" Shawna suggested. "Your dad runs a guest-house, right?" Hope nodded. "So he's used to having people around. We'll head up there. I scooted across the bed, and tried to flee the bedroom, but she was as quick as a striking snake. She caught me by my hair, and brought me up short. I tried to turn around, but she pulled me to the ground, and straddled my chest before I realized what was happening. Her muscular thighs dug into my ribs while her hands slapped my face. I was crying like a little girl, and had stopped resisting. I was guilty of disobedience, and some secret part of my heart acknowledged that, and told me to.