Live internet chat ran to the side of the ship, and live person chat into the water began swimming. I was kind of surprised that I hadn't seen anyone else in the water but it was really dark out.
We swam for 20 minutes to half an hour or so when I felt sand under my feet and we walked up on this young island. Jorge helped me out of the water. As we got out of the water I noticed Jorge had shed his uniform right down to his swimming trunks, at least he still had his fanny pack. My young footed pajamas had not faired nearly so well. They were pretty shredded and torn.
Jorge helped me to sit down and then went into the trees. He returned shortly with several armloads of wood. Setting this down he pulled a tin of matches from his pack and soon had us a fire going. The heat was absolutely delicious. I curled up as close as I could katrina live chat the fire. Jorge came around to try and warm me up. He could see I was cold.
"Hey Linda?" Jorge said trying to get my attention.
"Yes?" I replied
"We really need to get you out of those wet clothes. There not really enough left of them for any practical purpose and live internet chat now they are just keeping you cold and wet." Jorge told me this with a real look of discomfort on his face. It was obvious he was as uncomfortable saying this as I was hearing it.
Now here was the rub. I've had a boyfriend or two, but the only man to ever see me fully was my dad. Of course that had been recently. My last spanking was just a few weeks ago. Dad says until I'm married and disciplining me is my husbands job, it falls on him to keep me inline. So I wasn't real excited about stripping in front of this steward who worked on the ship but I wasn't really fond of catching a cold either.
"Okay live chat line turn around." I'm not quite sure why I didn't want him to see me strip. Must be an issue I have.
But Jorge turned around and I pulled off what was left of my pajama's. I told Jorge he could turn around again. I was kind of hunched over so that even though I was naked he couldn't really see much. I still heard an intake of breath from him as he turned around. I know why. Dad always said I was a 'looker', I'm pretty tall, I stand 5'10" tall and weigh about 150. I do a lot of cheer leading and that tends to keep me in live internet chat Dad makes me jog 5 miles a day too. So I sat there feeling suitably humiliated as Jorge wrapped his arms around me and tried to warm me up. I fell asleep at some point.
The next morning I woke up in Jorge's arms. It was interesting waking up in a mans arms. |
