He could picture in his mind the way her fingers looked as they caressed her nipples or gently slipped inside the elastic of her bikini panties. Still he could only imagine. One day, she called him... excitement ringing in her laughter... words pouring out... quick and staccato... like verbal IM's.. She was coming to his city... "Could we meet." she asked, "After all, we are friends as well as lovers." "We should be able to meet... to speak face to face just one time..." to