.and about how the French beaches were topless and maybe even nude. I mentioned we had gone to St Barts and been to topless beaches. there.I even said...Ellen had gone topless. Wow Ken said....did you like it he asked Ellen.....She had to admit it was fun and kind exciting. He said they had gone too and Sara had even gone nude at the beach. Ellen had gone nude too but she did not say she had.We all talked for a while about that and I said well...I think the girls should go topless for us too.. You smile as you hear my own moan of approval at the wonderful sight before me. Your lips slightly parted, Your hair is disarray but looking gorgeous to me. Your taunt smooth body, your sweet beautiful breast, your hard dark nipples begging to be kissed and nipped. Your back arching upwards towards me in need. Feeling the silky material of your panties soaked completely with your juices. You feel my hands sliding up one smooth arm, gently grasping your wrist I raise your arm above your head.. I wished thingswere different. I wished my father could be there for me. Still, askinghim to give the bride away would probably give him a heart attack. "Well Joan, do you want to go pick out a pattern for your gown, or don'tyou?" Mom asked, shaking me out of my reverie. I smiled broadly andgrabbed my purse. The three of us "ladies" piled into Mom's car and wedrove off to Fabricland. Sam absolutely refused to come with us. Saidhe was going to watch some television and turn in early. I made. "I'm sorry," she said. "Thank you." Thank you for contacting me." You're welcome. Vy never told me what it was like with you. She knew I didn't want to hear. Except one thing. She said you're a great kisser. I planned to be funny and say something like, 'you're not going to kiss me are you?' when I came into your arms. Instead I'm asking you to kiss me. Would you?"I did. It began warm and soft, our lips heated by emotions. I didn't dare bring my tongue into the equation, so hers touching my.