Was thatreally me? I couldn't believe this. Gave new meaning to the phrase 'buxomblonde.'"Honey, I could turn bi," Bev said with a smile. "How do you ...eel?" I don't know what to say," I stammered. "This is amazing. Trace will bebowled over. Do you think I can carry this off?" I asked no one inparticular."No problem, babe," Bev said. "You may have to watch out for thoselechers that may have plans for you - till they find out what'sunderneath." Bev winked at me. She was enjoying this and my. It was the afternoon, and she was in walking distance of her apartment; so she could be at the beach the rest of the day for all she cared. After about 30 minutes Fuko had fallen into a little nap next to the waves; she was in perfect harmony. Her peace was soon interrupted when she felt a slight bump on her toes from a solid object. Waking up, she took the other towel off of her head and noticed a blue surfboard had lost its owner and floated back to the shore."Sorry about that!" a voice. .. you saw him. He's handsome isn't he?"Megan's eyes got wary. This had to be a trick question. "I guess some girls might think so" she said, safely.Valerie frowned. "Megan, if I was twenty years younger I'd be all over him. Why wouldn't he have a girlfriend?" Valerie suddenly thought the thought that terrifies every heterosexual mother at least once in her life. 'You don't suppose he's..."Megan didn't get it. "What? He's what?"Valerie didn't want to say the word. 'You know... different?. The poor alleged rapist was a skinny guy with a suspicious look about him that made his chances look real slim since the majority of the jurors were dark-skinned and female and he already had two strikes against him before he even opened his mouth.Donna felt a little sorry for him despite his alleged crime because he didn’t seem the rapist type to her at all and she had seen almost everything in that category in recent months and felt she had a good handle on recognizing the ingredients of.