I jumped at first because of the temperature, but was quickly settled by his wet lips pressed against mine. What the hell!? I was kissing my best frie...d, naked in the shower! It didn’t feel real at first, his hand caressed the side of my face and the kissing grew more intense. His hand slid off my face and he grazed my abs with his fingertips moving his hand slowly closer to my cock. Nervously, I did the same, although I admit I lingered a bit more on his clearly defined pecs. I twirled my hand. “See?!” Emma said, laughing, as he coughed.Brent slowed but still ended up finishing his plate first; Emma was close behind, though. Their dishes went into the sink unwashed for the time being. Emma took Brent by the hand and led him to the bedroom.“Ok, let’s get this party started! Start stripping,” Emma directed. She helpfully pointed at his clothes.Brent moved quickly and was naked in under thirty seconds. His clothes were tossed to the side unceremoniously. Emma, still naked, was already. On this play the ball was snapped to Chip instead of me. I led Chip left, appearing to block for him. As the Illini linebacker knifed in to tackle Chip, he flipped the ball outside to me. I sprinted for the corner, ducked past Jared Cantrell's block and headed for the Illini end zone. Their free safety had a shot at me but I jumped over him when he dove for the tackle. He landed in a spray of water as I danced the last five yards into the end zone. Score: 23-21 Penn State.Our defense rose up. The Cessna and Beaver both were equipped with amphibious floats, pontoons with landing gear built in to land on a paved runway. There being ten of them, the Beaver was able to carry six, and the Cessna, flown by Grif the other five. The Rays went ahead with Rudy in the Beaver, while Grif brought the Wilson family as soon as the females of the family returned from the village store with a few more last minute supplies they felt the need for.The sky was becoming overcast, as Grif took off from.