“Yes, I can imagine”, she said, washing the shampoo out of her hair. After showering and dressing they went out to the car and he drove to the bea...ch. “I’m not going swimming though”, she said, watching his face for some kind of expression. “Well neither am I”, he said, in a rather amusing tone. When they got to the beach they just sat in the sand, looking out at the water. “It’s nice here”, she said, he nodded and looked at her. He put his hand in hers and kept it there, lying down in the sand. ' I sat on the sofa as she moved to the stereo and turned it on and pressed play. The sounds of Madonna's Erotica started to fill the room and with that she moved closer, reached behind her back and undid the tie at the back of her top and slowly revealed her breasts. She stood just out of my reach and started to play with her nipples, making them harden even more. She pulled the top over her head and continued to play with her nipples, lifting one to her mouth, and her hips began to sway to. Rosella asked."He can't see reptiles," Megan explained."I can see them," Sean expanded on Megan's explanation when he saw Mr. Rosella's confused look. "I just can't sense them like I can other animals. Do you know anyone in Fort Adams that can help us find our way in the swamp?" Sean asked."Sort of. I know a guy that can guide you," the old teacher replied as he closed his brief case. "He grew up in the swamps." Who? Do you have his telephone number?" Sean asked."Me. I grew up in those swamps. Whoof! thought George, These people are a real piece of work!“In Chicago,” Krista added, “So are you going to University of Chicago?”“No, UCLA,” George said, “I’m catching the Southwest Chief to L.A. tomorrow afternoon.”“Doesn’t the trip take you like, three days? Why not fly?” Krista asked, somewhat shocked.At least I’ve got them talking, George thought.“I don’t fly. I ride the train. Always. My parents conceived me while riding the train. My parents met on that train, actually. Were married.