It would have been OK until I met Jimmy and you had him inour bed. That killed any chance of us getting back together. Nowyou have to face the consequ...nces of what you did to me. I can'tfeel sorry for you because that is how much you changed me." She said, "That outfit looks real nice on you. You have goodtaste in clothes everything considered. Can we try to be friendseven with all that is happening?" He said, "I have to do some heavy thinking on that. It may or maynot be possible. I really. I went into my room and got out an outfit that I haven't worn in ages which made me have a flashback moment where my son was 3 and I had gone out for the night with my friends and got a babysitter that my friends requested and she came this 17 year old girl named Lisa and I left her with my son to go out for the night and I got drunk and my friend’s gave me a bag and said “let’s go back to mine” and we go in one of my friend’s car who doesn't drink and we want to her home and we got her home. My heart beat faster. Some reason I felt my dick start to stiffen. I finally feel asleep. The next morning after breakfast we made some sandwiches and walked around for a while enjoying the view. Coming back we gathered more wood and water. After dinner and cleaning up we settled down for the night. The noises still bothered me. I went back to Rick's tent. Sure you can lay down here again, he said. Pulling my pants off I climbed in bed. Rick was laying on his side and put his arm around me, but. Once more their bodies bent and curved, blended and swerved together, apart and united, in motions slow and sensuous.Nubile nymphs, spry sprites, sparked with inspiration and shining with perspiration. The night was hot, the lights didn't help and there was no fan. The windows were open to the breezeless dark. The heat was hell in the leotards, their towels were soaked. They thought, there's plenty of privacy, they had locked the door, there's nobody here but just us two chicks — why not dance.