When I got there, a door was open so I entered and was immediately confronted by five men with guns. They were not pointing them at me though. One sai..., "If you don't pull out your gun, we will be fine. What do you want to talk about?" Look, those guys down there don't know what you were trying to take off the ship, but they think it is probably hashish. The government men get mad if you try to sell that stuff here in the U.S. This is not a good place to do that, and if you get caught you will. About 5'3" and probably 36 D tits with a tiny waist. I could see that she was not wearing a bra under her tight, front buttoning blouse. Her blouse had the top three buttons undone so she showed a lot of cleavage. I'm not sure if any of those buttons could have even been buttoned the blouse was so tight. I could see why Jim picked this couple and was a little bit jealous and nervous. We sat on the couch and talked to get to know each other. I went to the kitchen and got the snacks while. Posing naked for people I knew, was exciting mostly because I was the center of attention. This doesn't happen at nudist beaches. In the last six months, the fact that I once posed naked for my fellow artists seems to have not changed anything. Perhaps I wish it did. The following is a fantasy I wrote involving myself and the man I've been corresponding with. Love and Kisses everyone especially Michael, Cathy -------------------------------- -------------------------------- Dear. He pulled me even closer, his arms around me. His hands moved over my back as my arms encircled his neck. I never wanted this to end...Jim lifted me to my feet, gently and held me against his body. I could feel the well-muscled shape of his chest and thighs as his arms pressed me into him. I felt so sexually alive! My nipples hard, my panties wet with desire for this man! I looked up at him and pulled his head down to kiss him deeply. My tongue seeking his, wanting him, needing him, lusting for.