I was not even naked and this was a nudist beach. At least I should enjoy the stage created by these two, and while they set new rules and naturally, ...without fear or care, act them, I should enjoy the opportunity and blend into the show and have a go.My racing hormones were throughout my body. I lifted up my butt and I did it. I slid the t-string off my waist and I rolled it off my hips, down my thighs and legs and kicked it onto the sand, to reveal my pussy.It was smooth from a Brazilian wax.. Davo had his arm around Sandy and she was leaning against him with her head on his shoulder.“Where is Mark?” Bambie asked when she realised, he wasn’t with them. She glanced down the cavern and noticed an odd little light near a corner in the tunnel. She ignored it, thinking it was just her retina’s adjusting after her howl. Davo’s answer distracted her.“Hopefully, he is on the other side of the collapsed tunnel. It was very weird that the pocket of gas blew. He must have done something. I. "You mean your worried about being knocked up by this jerk?"Amanda blurted out two words. "He's Black!"I crossed my arms shaking my head as I said. "What the fuck Amanda! What the fuck were you thinking last night? Now I got to worry about my wife having some black baby from some strange nigger I don't even know?"Amanda was crying again as she answered back. "Honey. I know......." She was crying as she spoke. "Rob and his friend kept buying us drinks last night and the next thing I knew I was. She'd hadn'tchanged so much as become more of what she'd been all along.Marcia wasn't surprised. She'd seen this coming all along. Claire hadalways been more like her mother than Marcia, or even Claire herself, hadever wanted to admit. Claire's mother was one of those people who neveraltered their opinion about anything they deemed important. It was less amatter of right and wrong than a matter of principle. Constancy itselfwas the chief virtue, even if one was dead wrong about the.