Their frequent displays of affection irritated Jo Anne. The memory of when she shared such a relationship left a dull ache in her heart. The beauty of... the ocean, the constant rhythm of the waves, and the sensuality of young nubile vacationers, all stirred a forgotten passion deep in Jo Anne’s soul. Susan was blond, athletic, tanned and perky with a cute smile and sunny disposition. Years of competitive swimming had given her broad shoulders and muscular arms and legs. Jo Anne, while friendly,. He was the apple of their eye, and they loved him more than anything else. One day, just shy of this 30th birthday, a drunk driver lost control of his car, jumped the median and killed him. The next week was a blur as the couple buried their son. There were funeral announcements to make, a coffin to choose, relatives visiting from out of town. On one level, that time was good for them. It kept them busy, focused and gave them something to do other than let the empty place in their hearts occupy. He sounds pissed and asleep. Mostly asleep. I'm taken aback when he threatens to spank me, I don't know that he's ever done that before, and oddly the warmth of the sun from dreams seems to be back, at least in my ass. I taunt him again, but he doesn't rise to the bait and I can hear he's much more awake now. I wonder if the spanking comment came from a conscious John, or a sleeping John. Would he really do those kinds of things? To a lover, anyway, I know he wouldn't spank me. I wonder if I. What can we do?"William suggested trying to take the photographs of the dresses on themanikins and we tried one but it really looked awful hanging there withno life to it.William and Joan then moved back from the equipment and talked in thecorner of the room. They called Susie over and said something to herand she burst out laughing, turned and looking in my direction. I had abad feeling.William came over to me followed by Joan and Susie and said, "Jason.How do you fancy being a model?"I looked.