His body pierced the water with an ornate splash. The splash elated his soul. He surfaced, short of breath and excited. He floated and swam around in ...he ocean for as long as he enjoyed it. When he was through, he deserted his clothes on the cliff, which was slightly too tall for him to want to scale again, and drove home naked, hoping not to see any cops. Don used to have a different favorite spot. It was this little park near the house he grew up in. It was small and linear, with trees and. She had already tried to pick the lock using the same technique she had used successfully on her locker at school and on Samantha Johnson's diary book stashed at the bottom of the bullying girl's briefcase. Unfortunately, the difference between the locks was quickly apparent because of the way her hairpin was rendered useless by the sturdy springs in the mechanism.She realized she would need a tool with more leverage and flexibility to defeat the handcuffs and resigned herself to sprawling on. How so? He inquires, tipping my head up to look at him. I try to put my head back down but he keeps his hand under my chin making me look into his eyes. You know why I think Im lucky? I shake my head, my brain not working with his body pressed up against mine and his hands on my hips. Im lucky, he whispers, bringing his lips closer to me, because I get to do this, he plants his lips on mine and passionately starts to kiss me but pulls away after just a few seconds, with the most beautiful girl. I can't tell you just how good it feels. Please, let me give you some of the same pleasure and relief you gave me." "You don't have to do this, Sandy," I mumbled softly. "I know, but I want to and so do you. You know you want me to stroke and make you cum. I've know it for a long time and now you're going to get your wish. When the time comes I'm going to feel you inside me, but for now just let me watch as you cum." At that point I lay back with my head.