Fully in my daydream, memories of a beach barbeque started flooding in. I can’t remember how the situation arose, but it seemed all the teens were p...aying some sort of hide and seek game. In the darkness of the nearly empty beach, I had found myself hiding between two small fishing boats, lying on the cool sand. Claire found my little spot and needed to hide herself, so she squeezed in next to me. There wasn’t much room, so her soft, smooth skin came into contact with my own. Her full round. But our houses were like flats in an apartment. She lived opposite our flat.As always I am a guy who adores and worships women with huge butts and boobs. My policy is ‘the bigger the better and wetter’! Flora is an apt fit for anyone to lust, beauty and blouse and not to mention, boob and arse. She could not be any better. The incident I am gonna narrate now is when I was about 18, when both her son and me were on vacation after our exams. She had sent her children to her father’s place in. I thought this contest was right at the safety limit, and I think without my kinetic powers I would have raised an objection.With no PFD's (protective floatation devices), neither woman could curl into H.E.L.P. (heat escape lessening posture). But Melanie didn't need too. She and Patty did need to tread water however, and the waving arms and legs were rapidly pulling heat from Patty's body.Looking back, I should have warmed Patty too, or just signaled Melanie to come back. I think without that. At this point I was still in a fog: feeling confused, almost dreaming, still pissed about the loud music but curious as to what the hell was going on. I shuffled back to the bedroom to get my glasses.When I returned I realized that the blur was a guy's ass, and not a bad one either. Now I was starting to wake up. I moved to the other side of the window - trying to get a better view as I stood naked in my kitchen, trying to see more of what I knew had to be going on. I felt kind of nasty.