That simple gesture struck him as extremely feminine. “My name is John,” he said, staring at her bare left shoulder. “Do you mind staying with...me for a while? It’s nice to have someone to talk to.” He noticed that her right arm was casted at a 90 degree angle to her body, with her elbow bent at the same angle. “Great. I’m bored too. Your car is not very talkative.” Her mirrored eyes fixed on him, and a muffled giggle escaped her lips. “Your last name is Slavic,” she said. “Yes, my. The water had made her loose dress stick closer to her body, and her ass was being framed out by the water. Her breasts, although not wet, were being touched by the sea spray and were looking hornier. I wanted her, and considering the fact that I had nothing to lose, I did something really risky.Letting go of her hand, I jumped into the water and swam a few meters away. Thankfully, I had been a passable swimmer in school and showed it off.Shweta nearly screamed seeing me take off. I swam. We got up and waiting in line at the ticket counter to place our bets. Matt paid for my bets and when we returned to our seats, the box next to ours had been filled.Sitting down I glanced over at the couple. The woman was pretty, no stunner, but she was well dressed in a conservative fashion, while her partner was hunched over reaching for something below them, probably a bag. He promptly rose back up with a pair of binoculars. He made some comment to her that I couldn't quite make out, and. James took the suitcase from my hand and stowed itin the back of the SUV. He opened the door on the passenger side for meand I carefully climbed in. He went around to the driver's side andhopped in the seat next to me. He placed his hand on my nylon-coveredthigh and gently squeezed it. I covered his hand with mine.With Lt. Lorton's help, Jim managed to get into the four-wheel drivevehicle, but not without surrendering some of his dignity. His tightdress rose above the tops of his stockings as.