~Tom lifted my legs one at a time so that he was now carrying me with my legs around his waste; he carried me slowly into his bedroom, fucking one str...oke into me with each step.Tom almost threw me onto his bed and then he did a swallow dive on top of me, he fucked me with great power and force, I was picturing the image of Paul and Rachael in my mind as Tom fucked me, I lost track of time, even though Paul could have tired any moment and come looking for me, Tom was a typical man, it would be. I was 10, and I couldn't think of anything else I would rather be doingthat day. Dad said we could even rent body boards and ride the waves.We were traveling up the Pacific Coast Highway. My dad wanted to try anew beach that someone at work had told him about. My parents weresitting in the front seats of Dad's sedan. My eight-year-old brotherAustin and I were sitting in the back, looking out the windows andenjoying the beautiful scenery. I was jealous because my brother wassitting behind the. Dozens of women came and went at this place, that’s the way it is with holiday resorts. You couldn’t befriend them all. There were a couple of men heading into the sea with boogie-boards. Doormats! I chuckled to myself. ‘You like what you see?’ said the woman, as I stood near her watching the waves. She thought I was staring at the lime-green party girls. ‘Those under aged beach bunnies are here all summer and are much too wealthy for their own good,’ I said. The woman laughed. I wondered if. I could have sworn blind it wasn'tthere when I came into the caf? as I paid for my lunch I ask the owner ifthe shop had always been there he said "it comes and goes like mostbusinesses times are hard" you can say that again I have been looking forwork for the last 12 weeks without any luck "maybe your luck is about tochange why don't you give them a try they are only here to help usuallywith excellent results" I will I said as I left the caf? thank you, as Icrossed Wardour Street to get to the.