"No, actually it is," she went back into her giggles before continuing,"I mean... you do realise you're naked right?" as she returned to laugh alittle... more before finally letting him in."So tell me what happened? I want to know all the juicy details!" sheinquired as she shut the door."I''ll tell you all about it in the morning, ok? I'm just glad it's allover... if you could just take the key that's around my neck and uncuffme, you have no idea how grateful I would be," Paul pleaded in his. I guess they were thinking the same thing, because when we finally found an open space on the sand and spread our towels, the girls parked right beside us. It is a really weird sensation to strip naked in the middle of a group of strangers. Fortunately, they were naked, also. My friends and I were not quite twenty and our hormones showed, I mean our hard-ons showed. The girls next to us giggled at our predicament but I was quite proud of what I was showing and let them look. I go just over. Good coffee and empty swingers, not bad uhh? Suddenly he realized that Libby had come into his shed while he was daydreamin’ and potterin’ with the camping gear. She’d been watching him, and a fond grin grew on her pretty face. Libby always dressed professionally, but from when he refilled her shower bag and scrubbed her back, he knew underneath she was damn fine lookin’: fit, firm, with nice brown hair at both ends. A lotta women in a little container, not bad for late thirties, nearly Don’s. ‘My, my, what a temper we’ve developed,’ she continued laughing, the sound beginning to grate on Ellena’s nerves. ‘Ellena, grab your purse, we’re leaving.’ She was about to protest, not wanting some ex of his ruin the night, but the look he gave her told her not to argue. She turned, asked the bartender to hand her bag and Gabe’s jacket, downing the rest of her drink, because God knew she needed it, before hopping off the bar stool she had been sitting in. ‘Bye Ellena,’ Keira’s voice sang, her.