"Seriously, they're just trees," Jenny said. "It's spring, they'regreen, so what?" Yeah, you're right, just a trick of the brain," I said. I wasn't ab...outto start a minor fight over the leaves on some trees, not on such awonderful day. Maybe I'd had the sun in my eye, or just wasn't payingattention. I didn't really believe it, but Jenny was walking again, andthere wasn't anything to add.We'd returned to chatting when the wind picked up again. The grass wavedin the breeze, and as far as I could. One midsummer's day, we were based in Brighton on a job, and after finishing our first shift, we retired to our no-star hotel room after our breakfast. I was the first to stir at about half past twelve in the afternoon, and proceeded to make myself presentable and see what this South coast town had to offer. I walked along the pebble beach, admired the sea and had a look along the famous pier. I wandered around into the town centre, slightly dismayed by the amount of homeless and beggars on. Their nude bodies were a slick oily mess as they enjoyed the sun and the show that the others were putting on. Bridget began sucking slowly Dewayne’s dick but her eyes were riveted on the lesbian three-some only a few feet away. Oh how she wanted to join them, but remembered the attendant saying that all sex had to be consensual and that most people didn’t pick up anyone on the beach. But that did not stop her from lusting after any of those three women and wishing she were in the middle of. ”“N-No, um ... problems?” She held out her hands in front of her, and mimed smooshing orbs together. “Cause, you know, things can touch, and it can get awkward.”The two men laughed, hearty sounds that made her smile.“We were pretty drunk,” Matt repeated. “A lot of that sorta stuff didn’t really register. The next time this kinda situation came up, we weren’t drunk, but we’d talked about it already, admitted we’d had a lot of fun being with a girl like that, and wouldn’t mind doing it.