I asked Reed to get us towels and a change of clothes from Charlie. I was always like that, prepared. I have this go-bag at the back of my Jeep where I keep most of my emergency necessities. He went back with my bag. My underwear was torn, probably still floating on the lake.
“Love, can you get my panty and bra?”
Reed gave me a rather extra charming smile.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I was smiling weirdly too.
“You just called me love, I have all the reason to smile right now. Besides the fact that we just shared one hot afternoon, he crawled to sit beside me. I was still naked and going through my go-bag looking for my panty.”
Reed grabbed inside the bag and landed his hand on my black lace panty. He took it and smelled it naughtily before looking at me and smiling. “So
