They both paused at the edge of the wide white beach long enough to remove their shoes. Cassie put hers back in her bag and slung it over her shoulder... adjusting the dark sunglasses on her nose.The sand was pleasantly warm crunching beneath their feet and the beach wasn't all that crowded here since it was reserved for hotel guests and not open to the general public. However, as they turned left, towards Diamond Head, they could see throngs up ahead. Waikiki on a Saturday afternoon - no space. Even from where I was sitting I could hear Jason snoring and I wasn't in any hurry to go to bed. I figured if I had a few more drinks and waited until I was really tired, I would have a better chance of sleeping through the thunderous noise. The cool breeze picked up a bit and once again, David commented on how cold I must be wearing a skirt. I reassured him that I wasn't cold. I bared my right leg and said, "Feel." David put his hand on my leg and was amazed at how warm I was. His hand, in. "God, Mom, you are fucking gorgeous." Kyle stood slackjawed as he admired his mother's toned body. "Well, thank you, Kyle! You're not so bad looking yourself." Miranda winked at her son. They made their way over to the bed, and Kyle climbed onto the bed with his almost nude mother. She was wearing her bra and panties and Kyle was wearing his boxers and shirt. "A little overdressed, aren't we?" Miranda said as she began removing her son's shirt. As soon as his shirt was off, Miranda gently. " OK. We'll take some pictures first thing Saturday and put something together. Let's just print up 20 or so and we can leave them at houses where nobody's home. When we decide to come back, we can put the rest on windshields. If we don't get rid of them and you need more, I'll email it to Kinko's and have them print up a hundred or so." Ooh, that sounds good." So, are you feeling better?" Yeah. Kind of bored, though." Would you like to go to the football game with us tomorrow night?" The.