No, no panties. My cock was on fire. I turned from the sink; I have no idea why and came up behind her. I was formulating a plan as I moved. My mind w...s reeling as I approached that mound of soft white flesh. I had it, I thought, I'll pretend I'm teasing her for scaring me. Yes, make it a game; that way I have a way to back out and apologize. Hell, I’ve k**ded her hundreds of times about her ass and the view. I'll just do it again. Yes, this would work. No, flesh contact, I have my robe closed.. Then as fast as the waves reach up with their cold wet tongues that set you on fire, they run away. You feel the shock of the contact and then the sudden withdrawal. You want to be naked now. You want to feel completely exposed, lying in wait to be taken, no hiding, no decency. You want to feel the abandonment of your body to the waves and let them crash in and take you. You want to lift your dress off over your head and feel your tits spring free and feel the cool refreshing air of the sea. "That saves me a trip to the sorority house," she told Tim, laughing.Sandy followed Tim as he unlocked the door and entered his apartment. Dropping her bag, she kicked off her sandals. "Could you unzip me, baby?" she asked. A few seconds later she shrugged her shoulders and her dress was in a pool at her feet. She reminded Tim of the Botticelli painting, "The Birth of Venus," as she stepped out of the dress. She left everything where it was and headed down the hallway. "God, this feels good,". There was a sign with a big painted rifle on the front of the store. “Jacob and Samuel Hawken--Proprietors,” the sign declared proudly.“No, I got this rifle in Kentucky,” I replied, deciding that it would be a good idea to visit the Hawken brothers soon. Isum and Jimmey would need Hawken rifles once they were more proficient with the rifles they had. The long rifles were good, but were a smaller caliber, only had half the range, and didn’t have the stopping power of a Hawken.The Hawken used a.