Both had numbers on the dashboard and a master volume control ... early Fenders."Tell me about the amps?" I asked."Can't without the whole story, you ...ot time?" The owner was purebred Wisconsin but I understood most of what he said."Time and plastic ... money," I said."Plastic?" Diners Club."He didn't get it,"Credit card with a hefty limit. You can call the bank and verify." I handed it to him.He called, hung up, and said, "Jesus, kid." That's why I don't carry cash. Tell me the story." Kid. Lisa groaned sliding her tongue into my mouth. She put a hand on my thigh and gently caressed me. My lust was growing again. The thought of shagging Lisa here in the folly really got to me. I put a hand on her tit and gently kneaded the soft flesh.Again, I heard a soft groan of pleasure. A good sign I was getting to her.My cock grew and there were a million butterflies buzzing around in my stomach as I moved my hand from her tit to her thighs. I then put my hand up her skirt and massaged her. And Kari ALWAYS wore them on a balcony type bra, like a shelf – so they were really on display and in your face. And for work she always wore a virtually transparent blouse.Sarah was the opposite. She was very thin with virtually no tits, and also wore only thongs. She always had thong showing both front and back with straps on display. Her bra was hardly worth wearing she had so little up there. In fact she had more than once leaned over in front of me in a loose blouse, sometimes without bra,. ... and thus began the final phase of one of the most amazing summers that both Keith and Gemma would remember for the rest of their lives.The sun was warm. The river was lazy. The breeze was gentle. The water sparkled like a million diamonds and for the next four days Keith and Gemma lived in a world that only daydreams are made of. But this was a very real daydream ... a daydream made up of lots and lots of love making ... in the boat and in their tent and anywhere on the ground that they.