We were only disturbed the once during filming, by an old guy with a beard, trawling the sand with one of those army surplus mine detectors ... he did...n’t take much notice of us. Kay was intrigued, not just with the erotic appeal of dominating males in an exposed situation, but with what the old guy was at.“A mine detector?”“Yeah ... it gave some of us a fright for a moment, thinking maybe that boat had been carrying munitions or something, so I casually asked him - telling him we were having a. I stepped back myself, but felt sorry for him when I saw his embarrassment.“Sorry, ma’am,” averting my eyes.It was just an accident, but it made me think about the boys who bumped me in junior high. It happened to all of us and they were jerks, but actually, we sort of liked it.Next time, cards at Jane’s. I liked her spoon collection -- one from nearly every state. “Trades most of them. I’ve hardly been anywhere.”I said I’d write my friends in Charleston if they wanted an Oregon.“Jane and I are. There is a large table, laid with a mouth-watering brunch. Alreadyseated the table are Jennifer and Mike whom we met at the restaurantlast night. Mike is wearing a crisp pale blue shirt, and Jennifer iswearing a closely cut pale cream silk dress, high necked but sleeveless.They both stand to greet me. Jennifer comes over to me and after a kisson my cheek runs her fingertips over the marks on my pale skin, soobvious through this pale pink blouse."How wonderful to see you again today. We have. All the women on the beach were eager to see him as he emerged. He didn’t disappoint us. The water cascaded off his smooth, toned chest and ran down towards his now almost-visible cock. The water slid over his belly onto his speedo and dripped off the tip of his barely hidden cock.I don’t usually stare at other men, but I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I could feel myself becoming aroused as I watched him walk past me. It felt like the temperature had gone up twenty degrees as he passed. I.