~~~~~We had a lazy morning, sleeping in until the need for coffee woke us up for good. I got pushed out of bed to make the coffee. “You’re younger...,” was her entire justification.After a brunch made with the basic provisions stocked in by the rental agent, we decided to hit the beach. We found our smallest suitcase, and pulled out our thongs and cover-ups, and slathered on sunscreen.Very shortly after that, we were on la plage, the beach. We dropped our beach towels on the sand, and shucked off. His attention was focused entirely on it. He bent down and sniffed the short plump toes. Pleasant leathery smell tickled his nostrils. His nose followed the graceful arch of the foot, then lingered over the round, pinkish heel. He could see the delicate ankle and the padded edge of the monstrous cast engulfing the calf, knee and upper part of the leg. Now, for him, the comatose girl was reduced to an adorable foot that existed by itself, apart from the living body. Not that her body could be. Doing so shall be considered plagiarism.I am just finished with my shower, the steam still evident in the mirror. Slipping on a pair of well fit jeans, I hear a knocking on my door. Padding from the bathroom hallway across the hardwood of my floor, faint tracks from my still damp feet leading a path through the front room. Opening the door I find you standing there, dusk not quite set as my eyes travel up your attire. Still dressed in your suit, your still freshly pressed slacks, hugging your. Cindy noticed I had stirred, "Oh, Geena, you look pretty tired."I made an effort to get up but changed my mind, deciding to wake up abit more first.Cindy came over and looked me up and down. "I don't think you should bedriving. Just stay here tonight."I mumbled something about not having anything to sleep in."Well, I'm sure I can find something for you."I mumbled something else, like "OK, I'll just sleep out here on thesofa." Oh, don't be silly! That sofa is too uncomfortable to get a.