As she neared the steps at the end of the path, a couple of young bloodscompeted for the honour of helping her lift the stroller on to the beach.She s...miled broadly at them as a reward, before removing her sandals andplacing them in a basket under the stroller. She pulled it effortlesslytowards a thatched beach umbrella.The sun shade protected the infant in the stroller as she turned it sothe baby could see what she was doing. She spread out her towel and saton the sun bed before applying a. ’ ‘Look, please. Enough is enough…. Why don’t you let me go, and I’ll say no….’ I never got to finish the sentence, as one of the two guards slammed his rubber-soled boot down on to my naked foot – he pushed it very hard down, almost totally crushing my instep, and I fell to the ground, shouting with pain. The two men stood there, looking down at me as I rolled around the concrete clutching at my foot and trying to ‘make the pain go away’, and they laughed. ‘Always have one last try, don’t. “No,” she’d smile. “I don’t really want you to know the details…” she thought about it for a moment. “I have cum inside me from several sources, you can know that and that alone honey.” She walked up to him at his computer and leaned over and cradled her husband’s head in the way she’s learned to cradle him at these times of inner conflict. She pretended to be reading as she kissed and licked her tongue all around his naked neck. She demanded he type in the nude, or sheer-to-waist Wolford. Jane stopped, faced me, and raised her arms in the air. “Undress me, please.” It is difficult to describe what I was feeling – excitement, fear, nervousness, lust. I started shaking as a shot of adrenaline hit my bloodstream. Until this evening, I had never even kissed a girl. I placed my hands on the smooth, warm skin of Jane’s ribs and slowly slid them up her sides and under her uplifted arms, taking the Lycra top up and over her head. She gave me an approving smile as her little breasts.