Perhaps the bins were for spotting the feathered birds after all! They moved on slowly after a while but the old man continued to crane his neck to pe...er across the dunes.A couple of hours, and several beers later I needed to pee and headed into the trees. Making my way back to the beach I’d lost my bearings slightly but knew if I kept heading for the late afternoon sun I would reach the beach. As I padded carefully barefoot through the sand and long grass along the ridge of a long and narrow. “Be mine, come with me and be my slave”“What?” I laughed, “You can’t be serious”“Be mine, or everyone will look at you the way I do, be mine, or be everyone’s” the figure stood to one side and I felt my movement come back to me, with one of his hands he reached out to me as if offering a hand shake but I ran past just trying to get home, as I passed him I heard a sigh, “You’ve made your choice, we could have been … sooooo… orgasmic” on the last word it turned to call him a pervert but he was. She doesnot know what punishment awaits her, but she knows that she and Jeanniewill never enjoy a life together like they have had since Jeannie was asmall child. It's so sad.As she is sitting there, an old Hyundai pulls up in her driveway. It'sJeannie's car. Getting out, though, the person is not Jeannie. It issomeone Ingrid has not seen for many years...and she is terrified.Standing up, she says, "You! What are you doing here?! Go away. Getout of here now!"The figure slowly approaches. " And it would put a crimp in their social lives." Then perhaps their cars could be left somewhere with the keys in the ignition. If some thief steals them and strips them it's not our fault." We might not actually want to move the cars but how about if we passed by and a copy of the key got left in the door?" Copying the key might not be hard. I know where we can get blanks and I can grind them to match an impression if we can get hold of the keys for a few seconds."The "nice" part of the.