She swam closer to me saying “no more clothes on, what do we do next?”I said “we will play one more time, as we did not bring towels with us, th... loser would have to dry the winner’s body all over without using any towel or any other means, except her own body, hands, tongue whatever?”Although she was fully naive when it came to naughty games, but she shivered sensing something strange and she smiled saying “but how?”I laughed saying “well, it is a new bet, but the loser has to be inventive, I. ’ ‘Yeah but I want to,’ she said, ‘I was unbelievable shitty to you, just because I was on.’ ‘Well, I can’t argue with that,’ he smiled a second later, ‘I shouldn’t have bitten honey, I’m sorry too.’ ‘Yeah well, I started it and you deserve a blow job by way of an apology.’ ‘And you don’t want a fuck then?’ She pointed at her panty-covered groin and the bulging pad evident at the front. ‘D’uh,’ she said, ‘got the painters in?’ ‘And precisely what difference does that make?’ The look on his face. I looked at my toned and pale body in the bathroom Mirror. My long auburn hair was like fire and my skin was like milk. My 34DD's was not the biggest pair of tit's for my age. But if you were a 21 year old single waitress from England you would think 38GG's were tiny.I Heard a dark chuckled from behind me and turned sharply and saw nothing. I wiped my forehead, setting my path from the bathroom to the bed. I turned the light out and sprinted to my bed. But I stopped. Something grabbed hold of. Most wives of those days wouldn't bring up such a subject but somehow I had the feeling that Miles wouldn't mind me giving him advice on the private things of our lives. He never questioned me. He later told me he believed me since I was from the east I'd know about these things.On Sunday we dressed in our best clothes and attended church. Miles said that he had been delinquent in going to the services but now that he had a wife he thought of me as being his angel so we went. We linked up with.