Archive for March 16th, 2011
One Night In Caño Island (part four)
“Why thank you, Bobby!” remarked the beautiful blonde Russian girl, doing her best to feign flattery. The moonlight shone over her wet curvaceous body as she immediately changed from her one-piece bathing suit to another skin-tight body glove. We have just swam to the shore of Caño Island. It must be around seven in the evening, and I’m sweating bricks. “But your flattery won’t get you nowhere. We still need to go to the burial site.”
