Finally, I looked through my mother's make-up,and grabbed a tube of soft pink lipstick to finish my "look." Then,wobbling a bit on the 3 inch heels, I...made my way back up the stairs anddown the hall."Close your eyes, Josh," I called through the door, "I have a big surprisefor you, and I think you might just like it."When he told me that his eyes were closed, I stepped into the room, andtold him to open his eyes."Now, lover, let little Melanie take care of that hard cock of yours," Iwhispered,. ‘Now didn’t you say something about waffles?’ That broke the moment. Amy crawled out of bed and started towards the door. Then I remembered something I’d come up with to move along nefarious plan to keep her away from Liam and thinking of me, because I wasn’t ready to give up – not even now. ‘Oh, I forgot about this, but I was planning on going to a retrospective today over at the Rialto. They’re doing a whole John Ford, John Wayne festival thing.’ Amy stopped in the doorway, but didn’t turn. Playful kisses, and touching beneath the waters surface where no one can see just builds the anticipation. Out of the water I have a few more beers with friends on the boat while you and a couple girl friends soak up the sun on the bow of the boat. You girls rubbing each other down with tanning oil gets a few comments from passers by. Even more when you take off each others tops, and rub in some more oil. Laying back on the bow you look amazing. Smokin hot with your tan body, and perfect. I took my turn on my stomach as Alice gave me a sponge bath. Shit! She had the bedside manner of a Zamboni driver; all business. She traded sensuality for speed, dumped half the remaining tepid water across my back, ass, and legs, and wiped me dry in thirty seconds. My other side got the same speed-cleaning treatment. We scrambled under the covers as fast as possible; too frigging cold to linger.The interior of the sleeping bag was a few snowflakes above freezing. Alice and I clung to each.