It panns down to see your free hand teasing and brushing a nipple through the blouse. You want your breasts to protrude as much as possible by keeping...your lungs full. The camera slowly moves lower to view your chest from below. Then we go lower still as you lean with your back against the wall and the phone jammed on your shoulder to free up the other hand. You tweek both nipples now, still outside the blouse. You can't help thrusting your hips slowly and move both hands to either side of your. Now, half a decade of quiet, furious lust and suppressed passion was erupting over the two of them like a volcano. As the candles flickered on the nightstand and the dull light from the shoji lamp on her dresser cast shadows accentuating every muscular definition, every smooth curve, the realization that it was actually happening hit both of them. This night was earned, it was right, it was perfect.She wasn’t a dancer but she could be. She was tall and had strong, muscular legs and a healthy. I felt instant panic as if I had intruded on some ones privacy.In my panic to try and turn around, the paddle made splashing noises and to my embarrassment, she raised her head and saw me. How embarrassing I thought. The woman waved and I clumsily returned the wave. She motioned me to come over and with that she slipped on a robe and stood up. I clumsily paddled up to the dock as she strolled down the short path to greet me. "Hello there" she said, "You're new up here," "Yes I am" I replied. We were able to cross-check their names and those associated with them against ticket purchasers. It’s not foolproof but it helps. We usually have a real battle with the ticket agencies to get them to release the information. This time I just called the label, told them what I wanted and they came across in like three hours. No hits, but that only means they didn’t buy a ticket. It doesn’t mean somebody we haven’t identified didn’t give them one or they didn’t steal a credit card. Uh, has.