His hands stroked me through the slippery material of my robe. No, it had not been a dream, he touched me as if I was his own. ‘It was real. You ar... as beautiful as a dream, but that was real, last night.’ Then he looked worried. ‘You don’t feel… I wasn’t… taking advantage of you?’ Always the gentleman. I smiled. ‘I believe I was the one who started it.’ I squeezed him tight. ‘I am glad you are so friendly in your sleep though. I never would have thought of it on my own.’ I kissed his neck,. The beautiful blonde girl turned and giving her one last dirty look over her shoulder. The tropical breeze blew her long, white, wavy hair around her. She reminded Pearl so much…of Oshen. They didn’t really look human. They were too perfect. Pearl screamed when the girl dropped over the edge. She ran to look, but all she saw was the surging tide and a glimpse of a…fishtail, flipping up then disappearing in the foamy water. Once more she felt as if the sea was about to rush up to her. Strong. She was laying there with a T-shirt that was too short to cover her whole body and a thin pair of pink cotton panties with blue flowers on them. I had to admit that the girl was beautiful. She had raven black hair, pouty soft lips, the cutest spackle of freckles. She had a well-proportioned face. She only barely had the slightest swell of breast with just slightly puffy little nipples preparing to grow into full-bloom womanhood. I took my clothes off. I had no intention of playing around, I. Slowly but surely I inch my fingertips up over the curve of her left breast. At last I find the little bump, sticking up firmly. It feels nothing like mine, which are just little flaps of limp skin. Her nipple is more like part of an ear - hard but pliable. I rub it between my thumb and fingers, and it gets even harder and bigger. Linda gives a little moan. Quickly I jerk my hand back and put it in my lap on top of my throbbing dick. As I watch her, Linda still seems to be sleeping. I notice.