Jamie nodded and visibly shook himself."I know, you're right sis, but it still takes some getting used to. So many have already died and these nutters...are still out killing more. It just doesn't make any sense." What about other survivors, have you had any more e-mails? What about the submarine?" she asked, trying to get his mind off of the carnage that Lee Chan's message suggested."There are a few e-mails from survivors, but nothing from Captain Mexford. Oh, and I've received a few more. "Then don't tell her," Caryn said reasonably.Mike reached up and pulled her arms from around his neck, led her to the table, "Sit while I get dinner."Caryn pouted for a second, then smiled, "You said you love me."He had to smile at her infectious enthusiasm. "Yes, I did, didn't I? That is something we need to talk about." Why? Unless you are going to take it back, there's nothing to talk about," she said accusingly.He smiled, "No, I don't think I am going to take it back."Caryn nearly melted. "Shit, I'm leaking," she said. "Here, I'll give you a better view and make myself more comfortable." She faced me, squatted next to her car, spread her legs, held her outer labia open with two fingers of her right hand, leaking all the time - she was right, and then opened the floodgates. Damn she was right, she did have to go.There she was, a beautiful woman I had never seen before in my life, naked from the waist down, pissing in front of me. A puddle was forming in between her legs and. " You're right. I have had fantasies about showing myself. In one I am dancing naked, like in a strip bar. The men watching are kind of course and rough. I am embarrassed, but for some reason I have to dance. I have to strip. I have to let them see me naked. I have to spread my legs for them. I have to spread my pussy for them. They can see that I am wet." Sproing." Laughing. Would you make me do that if we got together? Make me show myself to you?" Yes." Good. In another, I'm called into a.