After a stretch of deep sand, she walked out into the water to get the grit off her feet and legs, dipping into the chill, salty water. When she came ...ack on the beach, the man who had spoken English came trotting back along the sand. This time, he spoke French."Good morning, may I ask you a question or two?" He was about Helen's age, a little taller and good looking with rather wild, light brown hair. His body was firm, though not athletic. He took in Helen's body with the same assessing. . Don't talk." I say getting closer to him. "We both know thats not gonna happen if dad is down there. Now get on the bed and let's start playing." I demand.I close the door, we sat on the bed and I shuffled the cards. "You better not have much on cause I'm too horny to wait." I say. "All I got is this T, pants, socks, and boxers." He said. "Great.... Remember the person who loses is the one submitting." I pulled out his two cards and dealed out mine. He won that first game so I took off my. Should I go? Why not? It was the middle of the day, broad daylight with tons of people around. Even if it had been the middle of the night and we had been alone, I would have still went.He had his niece and nephew with him. He gave me a brief hug that made me tingle, then introduced us. “ Angel, this is Marcus and Tammy, but she goes by Little Angel. Please join us.”The kids were polite and respectful and had a vocabulary well beyond their age. I asked Brian about it later. “Amanda and I have. You can’t always talk someone down, and sometimes actions count for more than words.” Wisdom that, he thought. *** Jen had arranged for Greg and Amy to come to their tent on Saturday night, and while he expected the man to be about as comfortable with the situation as Jahn was, he did come, following his bright-eyed girlfriend’s lead in silence. The pavilion tent, meant to house Jahn and his two fiancées was more than spacious enough, and the blonde had already set up shop, piling sleeping.