Our craft was almost upon the shore north of the cluster of rocks I had been aiming for.Well, rather than fight the waves back out, I simply grounded ...he zodiac up onto the rocky beach. I doubt if my Slave even noticed that we had beached yet, and I had to lift her face by her chin to bring her attention back.I simply winked at her and knew she understood - I greatly enjoyed that blow job, and I would be returning the favor soon enough. She smiled brightly at me. Sometimes I thought words were. No one could say why Mr. Williams had been shot; there was no sign of a struggle. As yet, there were no suspects, and the police were asking for any tips the public might have.I figured that I could gain nothing be visiting the crime scene now; I could learn everything by using my POV to view the crime actually being committed. It was after supper, so I told my parents what I would be doing and went to my room.I lay down on my bed, after taking off my shoes (I didn't want my mother to be mad at. It moved across and down me so that her fingers were now pressing right onto and into the flesh of my bottom. I was relieved that the floor was crowded and the room was dimly lit. I was even more relieved when she let go of my hand and slid hers slowly upwards. The palm of it was on the side of my body with the fingers on my back. She stopped when it was just a little more than mid-way between my waist and the bottom of my breast. As the number was ending, she eased it further upwards, but even. “So what are you going to do?”“Ask him to have coffee and see what happens. I’ll set it up between classes at the student center on campus.”“Good plan!” I said. “Just take it slow and easy. You’ll be going home for the summer in four weeks, so you’ll have two months to think about it and figure out if you want to continue any relationship that might start.”“It sounds like you’ve done this before.”“You have no idea,” I sighed. “I can give you all the bad relationship advice you could ever want.