”There is still some debate on how I got picked to be the MC at the wet t-shirt contests but I still think it was Mary that roped me into it and Dar...y wouldn’t let me wear a shirt. I’d walk out and a pool, bar, or beach full of kids would start screaming. Some DJ would start playing some loud music with a lot of bass and sexy girls started to get wet.The city of Daytona liked the shirts because they kept them on and you could see them as if they were topless. In the past, there were girls that. "So long as you don't fight," Angela purred, "I won't have to."I leaped from the bed and tried to run past her. She caught the neckline of my shift and threw me back. I squeaked as I landed on the bed. Angela was so strong and sexy. My pussy ached. I squeezed my thighs together as I cowered on the bed."That was very bad of you," Angela purred.She seized my shoulders and pushed me down. Her red hair fell around her face as I struggled beneath her. Angela's breasts rose and fell in her. It had always helped to relax her when she needed to make an important decision.As DJ began to watch the tub fill with suds, she started lighting the scented candles that she placed around the room. Dj turned off her cell and turned the ringer off the other phones. She didn’t want to be disturbed while she meditated and relaxed. Her mind was still a blur. How could someone so sexy, so “blessed”, and so skilled be who he is? It is truly understandable why he was married cuz there wasn’t a woman. "I mean," I said with a deep sigh, "that at the moment we are not in any danger. I believe that our 'benefactors' showed us these 'beings' to forewarn us of the dangers that face us beyond the safe zone." Our 'benefactors'," Tilly spat out at me. "You're talking about aliens that allowed my Rodney to die. For all you know these 'beings' might be those aliens. Have you thought about that?" Yes I have," I replied quickly, cutting off anything else Tilly had to say and preventing anyone else from.