.. ah, if I was only eighteen again... sigh... luv ya... chrissie xoxox.'I shouldn't have sent it I admonished myself as I tried to sleep. God, what'l...l he think of me? I'm acting like a fifteen year old. But as I fell asleep it was the bulge in that little red bathing suit that was the only thing I could think of.Friday the four of us drove to Myrtle Beach for the day; swan and talked, took pictures, laughed, had fun... When I checked my e-mail late that night there was one new message. It was. She had made a sort of small room and said she often used it to get some quiet time and this time she had covered the floor with old sacks. She had made the bales into a seat and a backrest and was sitting there waiting for me and patted the seat next to her.I sat wondering what was happening, but didn’t have to wait too long, she said I could have the ring back and slid it seductively onto my finger…. And now I can give you a kiss for your birthday she said… and leaning over to me offering her. She had a hundred and sixty-eight hours in which to reach Bombay, and the sea was favourable, the wind being in the north-west, and all sails aiding the engine. The steamer rolled but little, the ladies, in fresh toilets, reappeared on deck, and the singing and dancing were resumed. The trip was being accomplished most successfully, and Passepartout was enchanted with the congenial companion which chance had secured him in the person of the delightful Fix.On Sunday, October 20th, towards noon,. There were a group of young men next to me, drinking beer and having a good time. I decided to take a dip in the pool, swam a round and then one of the guys came up beside me and started some friendly chat. He invited me a beer and I accepted.I sat amongst the three of them, enjoying their company; they were much younger than me as I could have been their mother! We had a good time and I told them I had to go. Thomas asked me if I was interested in coming back to their room to smoke a joint; I.