I went in the north side door to let him know I was taking the truck and he’d have to accompany me out to the field and bring the truck back. I was ...n shadow so I stopped in the doorway to allow my vision to adjust to the surroundings. What a shock it was to see Paul sitting on a bale with his shirt open and his overalls down around his knees. One hand was clutching his erect dick and the other hand was holding a magazine. I was mesmerized for a moment, taking it all in. I wasn’t shocked at the. I enjoyed being touched and being kissed and I enjoyed massaging the hard bulge in Don's jeans and driving him just as crazy as he was driving me.But my boyfriend's clumsy touch could not compare to what this woman was doing. I really, really didn't want to enjoy this. I was very embarrassed about what I was doing, or what was being done to me. In some ways this was more embarrassing than the rape in judge's chambers.But she was quickly putting my fears and my doubts to rest. First, because. The heat haze hung on the white sand, merging the surf with the shore, the shore with the sky. I walked down to where the waves turned back to the sea, the compacted sand cool and wet. The breakers rolled in across the huge bay and wore away to a soft lapping that splashed my shins and tangled strands of kelp between my toes. Hector caught up, falling in step beside me. Did I have some place I needed to be? No, not really. He offered me a drink, I accepted. We wandered up along the beachfront. Aaron Feldman had decided to transfer to a bigger school after one semester, much to Emma’s disappointment. She understood why he wanted to go somewhere bigger. He had come from a small town and he wanted somewhere he could be anonymous.The group studied for a while but then broke up by gender. Bob, Ted and Phil talked about the start of conditioning and the eagerly awaited the opening of practice. The women were comparing the workout gear they planned to wear the following day. The gathering.