"How would you like to earn your last girliepoint?" She thought for a moment and then continued."We could pick out some more things for you to buy tom...orrow." She smiled."A girl really needs more than just one bra you know. Would you likethat?" Do I have a choice?" Tom asked."Well of course. If you don't want to buy another bra just yet, you couldbuy some panties instead. Probably a weeks worth at least because you'llhave to start wearing them every day."Jen paused with a smile at the look on. .. and then a familiar face drove everyone and everything else away right then.Marcy ... Marcy Swenson, Shelby’s mother: she, too, floated in the ether, waving toward me. She evidently wished to speak to me again. I smiled and flew toward Marcy, both of us looking down at the carnage below. She looked briefly sad for a bit ... but only for a time. Then she took my hand and looked me in the eye.“Go back, Mark. It’s not your time to die. They want you back on Earth for now,” Marcy assured me.“I’m. She would crudely say she wasn’t fucking me as an “escort”. We just both knew our bounds and how to have fun.As I was saying, we were sitting on the beach at high tide, a beach a little crowded until the water ebbed, and a pretty, much younger girl, kept making eye contact with me. She didn’t seem to be alone, maybe with family, it looked like a younger brother, a Mom and most likely, her Moms 2nd husband. From chatter you overhear, she was occupying her brother while Mom and Step Dad were. She started to moan. Then I unzip her dress. I pushed her dress down, and she left with a bra and panty. She turned and hugged me tightly. I kissed her forehead, and again our lips were locked.After that, I started kissing her neck and cleavage part. She was shy and rubbing my head with her fingers and making an ahhh noise. I reached her bra. She turned back, and I unhooked her bra. I removed her bra straps and kissed her back inch by inch.She was moaning. I turned her towards me, and she.