Nigkala Tales Pt. 03: Class Reunion

When we came up for air, I heard, "Well, you haven't changed much."

"Sergeant Johnson. It's been a while."

"Yep. I'm sheriff now."

I got up and looked him up and down. "It suits you. You have more muscle and an air of authority about you. Congratulations."

"Thank you. You, too, have grown. More clearly a woman now than ever. Even with family. I heard about the other night. You are a piece of work. They'll be talking about it for years."

"Good. This place needs a scandal or two every once in a while."

"But not your kind. You go too far, as usual." He smiled.

"You going to do anything about it?"

"Nyah, but could I get a few pics? The guys will want to see."

"Sure." I then started posing for him, first in coy poses, but progressing to some hardcore ones. "How about one of the two of us?" He nodded, so I posed with him and Filipe took the pics. The last one had him face to breasts, with his face millimeters from my aroused nipples.

"Oh! The guys will love these. Thanks."

"Anytime. Have a nice day." He tipped his hat and left. I went back to cuddling with Filipe.

We left the swimming hole an hour later and left town the next day.

When we got home I asked, "What will we do to top that for the 20th reunion?"

But that is another story...