I crossed her belly and soon was at her soft mound. She kept herself smooth all over, apparently. I let my hand go further down, and she slowly parted...her thighs. This time it was warm and moist. My fingers just brushed against her lips, and she shuddered; her hand clamping down on my throbbing hardness. I cupped her, and slipped a finger inside. She squeezed me tightly against her body, and moaned into my ear. I began working my finger in and out gently, and she seemed to to be clamping down. I love the plunge of the neckline between your breasts, and the bob on your brown hair. I love your smile too: it's coy and sexy. I'll be masturbating to you later.But travelling is a solo activity and your friend looks a little anxious. Scared almost. She's pretty nice too: her darkened skin suits her red summer dress that shimmies as she moves to her seat. It's thin; I can almost see through it to the delicious curves underneath. And they are very delicious curves.However, it's you that has. At last, they were alone. Steve rushed to Paula as soon as the lock clicked behind the bellman. He swept her up, crushed her in his arms. But she squirmed out, insisting she needed to "freshen up." Steve told her she was as fresh as he could ask. Paula smiled but demurred."I want everything to be perfect," she said, taking a small suitcase and a cosmetics bag with her into the bathroom. "After all, we've waited so long for this." I know how long --" Steve stopped short as the bathroom door. I hope that you continue to like it after I'm through. If not, we can touch up on the details.Genie, I can't imagine wanting to change anything. You've done a great job! I wonder what Mom and Dad think?Well, you might bring the subject up at dinner. The change may have been so gradual that nobody really noticed it. All you can do is ask.Billy promised Genie that he would do so that very night at dinner. He could hardly wait for their answer. He was pretty sure he knew what Ann would say, since.