I dumped my board on the grass and stood, staring out to sea getting my breath back to even, wondering whether id get out again this year. I was sta...rted by a voice from behind me: “Looks cold out there,” someone said, and I turned to see who had snuck up on me – hikers back from the hill I assumed. A guy was walking across the grass towards me and I waved and said, “yeah – it’s starting to feel wintry in the water all right.” The guy looked pretty well-to-do, maybe late 40’s or early 50’s. I rolled her over, rubbed her neck and shoulders until I felt the muscles relax. Did each arm fingers to shoulder, the back, butt, thighs, calf, heel, and feet. I rolled her over, repeated the process. Maybe spending some extra time on her breast.Then told her this ending would make us both happy as my lips and tongue found her moist mound and buried my face into her pelvic region for the best oral pussy massage I was capable of giving. Soon she arched her back, stiffened, sighed and then shook. ’ Tanya and Teresa agreed with my sentiments as they got up and left the office. ‘Don,’ Cindy said once we were alone, ‘I’m getting a weird vibe about that crowbar on the wall, like it’s going to disappear if you don’t hide it or lock it up.’ ‘Oh really?’ I said, peering at her and not at the crowbar. ‘Think someone is going to come in and steal it?’ ‘I don’t know.’ Cindy said. ‘I’m just getting that vibe. And considering where that crowbar came from…’ ‘Yeah, I know.’ I said. The metal in that. I hung the 'Back in One Hour' sign but I could just as well have hung the 'Closed' sign for all the interruptions I expected in that weather. I also twisted one book in the window to a sloppy angle so that Linda would know not to use the key I had given her, a variation of the old college 'tie on the door knob' signal. It felt strange to be signaling my lover that I would be getting my rocks off in the back room, but those were our ground rules.Bunny looked like a schoolboy's wet dream. Five.