He can see the invitation. Your eyes say: 'Go on.’He runs his hands over your sundress and touches your partly covered breasts. His hands are amazin... and your breasts stand firm. He cups his hand under them lifting the bra away. He runs the palm of his hand over your nipples as he lifts the bra. You moan a little. He gently strokes your nipples and leans forward to kiss you again. You feel the wetness of his lips against yours. You ran your fingers through the dark hair of his chest. He wraps. Probably comfortable for other activities, she thought. As they settled down to look up at the emerging stars, the men gathered in the well just forward of them. The deck where the women were lying was illuminated with a soft glow from the boat's lights and the men sat where they could watch the naked girls. "These guys sure have one track minds," Alison thought. Then she realized she herself had thought of nothing else but sex since getting on board. "Great track to be on," she murmured to. “I know he loves me, but I’ve never been able to make up for the fact that he’s attracted to men. I’ve turned a blind eye and let him think he’s getting away with things on occasion, but I know for a fact that he’s been too scared to even try to sneak around on me for a couple of years. He thinks I’d leave him if he took a lover, but the fact is that I might leave him if he doesn’t. I’m an RN, and that includes a lot of psychological training. If Roger doesn’t find a guy soon, he’s going to. This time, however, he could only see himself from the nipples up. This view was not so bad, except for the tattoo on his upper right arm. It was a tattoo that was only five days old now and still had the scabbing on it. It was a tattoo that Jake had absolutely no recollection of being put there.Jake had never been all that into tattoos, although most professional musicians viewed them with damn near religious adoration. Matt, for instance, had both arms and most of his chest covered with a.