‘I was here first.’ ‘Excuse me?’ I said, interjecting myself between him and Stella. ‘I believe the lady came here with me, asshole.’ ‘L...ok, buddy, I’ve got to go,’ Stella said. ‘With him?’ the guy said. ‘Nah, why don’t you stay here and party with a real man.’ ‘Listen, shitwad, the lady said she’s leaving,’ I said. ‘Piss off, shrimp,’ he said disdainfully, sort of pushing at my chest. ‘Get lost before I kick your ass.’ Now, I was supremely pissed. The worst thing you can call someone who is. ? She told me, then turned and leftI lay there wondering what she had planned for me until the pain in my nipples subsided, then got up and did as instructed. I wasn’t used to shaving myself so it took me awhile to finish. When I was done, I inspected myself in the mirror to make sure I didn’t miss a single hair then went to watch TV until she called. At noon exactly the phone rang.I picked it up, knowing who it would be. ?Hello?? ?Are you completely smooth?? my mistress asked me.?Completely. Her blue eyes sparkled when she saw the rock where Laddie had first licked her tits. She twisted, swimming through the rushing waterfall and over to the flat piece of rock.Before getting out, she treaded water, slipped off her bikini top and bottoms. She held her breath for a moment, summoning up courage to come out of the water. She was completely naked and loved it. She was filled with wanton lust and a desire to expose herself in the open. She bobbed in the water, feeling carefree, elated.. She should have never let it get to that point anyway! They had been flirting outrageously last night. But they'd done that in the past, and it had never gotten out of control. They had always kept it verbal. They had very carefully avoided any kind of sexual contact - always.So why then when she'd accidentally spilled her beer on him had she insisted on removing his shirt and jeans to dry them? Even worse - he purposefully spilled beer on her and practically stripped her bare right then and.