”“Yeah,” Alicia said, her voice wistful.Clint broke the kiss. “Okay, ladies, quick showers. We're going shopping.”“Shopping?” Melody pan...ed, her eyes unfocused, still riding her orgasm high.“We're out of groceries,” Clint's dark eyes lanced to me. “Someone forgot to go shopping this week.”“Sorry, Sir,” I flushed.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Clint EllistonI pulled the SUV into the parking spot before the grocery store my family always shopped at. My dad taught me to drive in this vehicle. I had. Based on reports from others, walking that trail fully clothed was best. Rick wore shorts and a T-shirt. His Team Girlfriend wore short shorts and thin button-front blouses. Rick loved the look. Some island prudes wanted thin blouses to only be worn over bras. Hopefully, those of us who like dressing our way will continue to enjoy the freedom to dress as we wish.As we started down the trail those blouses became unbuttoned. Neither Fran nor I remember unbuttoning anything. It just happened.Fran. “As you know, Carl, a Business Plan describes how a business is to be organized and run. You created Business Plans for SIMC and The Rattler, but their role in the business structure you are establishing has changed from what you described in the Business Plans. You need to update the Business Plans to reflect your current structure. Delete all electronic files that contain the current Business Plan and destroy any hardcopy of the plan that you may have printed.“You need to create new. I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning. She stopped for a moment to open another gift, but she was soon back at it. She grabbed my cock just below the head, right at her cunt, and started moving it in a circular motion. She was loving it and it was driving me nuts. In one quick motion, she slid her hand down the shaft a little ways and thrust her hips back into me, ramming a couple more inches of my cock up inside her. She let out a sigh and I thought we were dead, but nobody.