When she pulled that bit of semi-transparent fabric from around her waist, he got a full view of her back side, and began to feel the pressure build i...n his own shorts. Her smooth skin, the small tan lines and her playful demeanor were complete turn-on's. At the base of the path, the beach itself was quite thin. At most there was twenty feet before the water line started. The sand beneath their toes seemed to get softer and finer the further up the crescent they went. Clearly the group already. She stood before him in her bra and knickers, however clearly she'd been planning this all day, as she was wearing the most risque set of underwear Heath had ever seen. A black, lacy, push-up bra, and panties so slight that he suspected they were about to dissolve, particularly considering the amount of juices soaking it through."Freia, we really shouldn't..." Heath started, before Freia held her hand up to her lips, and gestured that Van could hear every word they said. Heath immediately. I opened the door to find a rather belligerent looking man standing in front of me. And he was large. Very large. At least six-four and a good 250 pounds by the look of him."Where's Rita?" he demanded, now weaving slightly.I could smell the alcohol from his breath and I got the impression he'd had more than a couple of drinks."Who are you?" I asked, not moving from my position in the middle of the door frame."What's it to you? Where's Rita?" he demanded, this time putting a big meaty paw on my. And of course there was my easy chair. It was perfect. A firstclass Lazy-Boy for the Chopper to have some down time and either play avideo game or watch TV."Hey Billie why don't you go to the fridge and get a beer," I said andhe started straight there as if he had rehearsed this part so many time."Oh and get me one too," I continued once he neared the kitchen. Hey youknow what they say, 'manners begin at home.Are you wondering why I haven't really quoted anything Billie has said?There's a.