Gauguin hadn?t taken any clothes with them. Because he knew that the inland people were naked all the day, so he thought that integrate with the shoul... be a lot more easy when he did the same. He had left his clothes in the boat, and the shipman went back to Poynesia. What Gauguin didn?t knew, is that the French colonists hadn?t been there for almost a year, because of the problems in the other colonies. In the meantime, Tahitian civilians had killed all the French pioneers. The civilization in. . I guess when it finally did I hadn't got a clue what to do. I certainly didn't believe it.I mean, would you? Could you? After all, it's not everyday you wake up with the body you've dreamed of your entire life!My fervent hands quickly put paid to any delusion of hallucination. I could feel what I could see -- my breasts, my hips, my arms... all perfect. I knew that my dream, if it was a dream, was one I didn't wish to awaken from.So, I swallowed hard, gulping, and spoke softly, "I am a. .There we kiss hungrily, my hands slip around to hold your head, holding your hair back, exposing your neck, I kiss gently around the area, enjoying the smell of your perfume and feeling the heat of your skin against my lips. We kiss again, tongues dancing and flicking, I push my tongue into your mouth, provoking your sharp teeth, and you aim a bite at my lip, which I just dodge as you snap at me, tempting me, I close in again, you bite again, gentler this time, so I surrender and let you work. I lost my balance and fell backwards, missing the coffee table by a few inches. Flat on my back, trapped, I figured, okay, let her see that I'm erect and that will be that.Her hands flew all over my crotch, freeing my dick. "See, I knew it. You do think I'm attractive. Norma had her turn. Now it's mine." She pulled one side of her panties down to her thighs. God, there was her pussy. She straddled me, her legs an arch over my groin, her hips waving back and forth. All she'd have to do is time.