.. But I found myself picturing Brian at the beach. It is a new riverside park built up with tons of dredged sand from downstream where our river meet...s the sea. It’s very popular on warm days. I imagined Brian in the cool water up to his hips and I saw myself in a slinky bathing costume lying there propped on my elbows looking down the length of my body at him out there staring back at me.I had a lewd smile on my lips as I moved my legs lasciviously, enjoying the thought that he was cooling his. We began our dance there on the tile, trading kiss for kiss, touch for touch. For every button I freed, she did two. She had my zipper down and both hands inside my slacks, fishing for my growing desire before I could unbuckle my belt. We shed the rest of my clothes between the counter and the bedroom, her lips seldom leaving mine. Standing in the doorway, I reached around her and unhooked her bra. She shrugged and those marvelous vanilla mounds spilled into my hands. I caressed them softly,. Maria was great, and yea she was probably a little nervous too. Moving away from the bar a little, to a more secluded part, we started joking with each other, splashing and innocently touching each other, even hugging. It was fun, to be with her and after having more than just a couple foo foo drinks that went down way to easy, Maria happened to kiss me on the cheek. It surprised me and when I asked, “What was that for?” She shyly smiled and said, “Thanks for asking me out.”Smiling back at. Confused, Jerold squeezedthe triple D-cupped breasts on his chest, trying to catch on. Furiouslyhe shook his head trying to deny it all but he couldn't ignore thefacts. He was a woman, dressed as a whore, standing a whore street. Howhe had ended up here, like this, had he no ideas.Jerold tried to remember. He forced himself through a blur of confusionsorting memories but the last hour was completely gone from hismemories. He remembered leaving his flat walking for a while then thenext second.