”“Oh Christ!” Bridie sighed, “I been fucking Asians for nothing.”“Well you might be HIV now,” he admitted, “I brought a swab and if it...s Ok we’ll do a proper test,”“Oh Jeesus,” Bridie sighed. He did the swab.“Oh well looks like you, might be clear, we better get you home do a proper test.” he suggested, “No more fucking now till we get the results.”“Right so what do I do for money?” she asked.He slipped her £180, the remains of the £200 he had from the cash point.“Right, Ok, when do we go?” she. Leaning over her, he fastened the other wrist, leaving her totally vulnerable. In the process of the final fastening his cock was an inch from her face. She admired, close-up, the taut stretched skin of his shaft, the bulging veins, like a roadmap crisscrossing his cock, helping to maintain his rigidity, and, finally, the glistening drop of pre-cum weeping from his slit. She thought briefly of lifting her head and slipping that glorious rod into her mouth and tasting his essence, but decided. He was sitting at the foot of our towels, with his back to the water –Lily was now sitting up, cross legged and was smiling and chatting. As I walked up the beach, she looked up and smiled,“Hi sweetheart. How’s the water?” she handed up my towel, I lent forward and we kissed.“The water’s not bad, quite pleasant actually, once you get used to it." we both smiled, that was the usual comment about the beach in Sydney "OK once you get used to it".“By the way." I continued "We’ve been invited to. “It was kind of nice to not feel alone.” “Mr. Andrews?” I insinuated a question, causing him to turn around and face me. “Can I ask you a something?” “Of course.” He smiled, walking a few steps closer to me. “After all, you did just listen to me ramble on about my problems.” “Will you kiss me?” I just blurted it out. I did not even work up to it, just bam there it was. I was not sure what got over me, but I had a deep desire to kiss him. Mr. Andrews got a look of confusion in his eyes but.