We were good times, good sex, and good friends. We both had busy lives and understood each other’s situation. Getaways like this usually ended up be...ng Dutch Treat, or cordial split of most expenses. She would crudely say she wasn’t fucking me as an “escort”. We just both knew our bounds and how to have fun.As I was saying, we were sitting on the beach at high tide, a beach a little crowded until the water ebbed, and a pretty, much younger girl, kept making eye contact with me. She didn’t seem. " You'd discuss these things?"Even Rosalee and Hailey nodded that these were topics of conversation with close friends."Okay, where were we then? You'd just told me that you'd caught Roger and Anna having sex." No, I said in compromising circumstances. Anna had slept with me, not slept with me, at least then." I stand corrected and a little relieved. Okay then, how would Mr. Lafayette interpret that?" He'd think you walked in on them while they were hard at it." And thank you Rosalee for that. "I showed him my rather battered and worn M1911.45 automatic and he grunted with approval. It had belonged to my dad and it was Korean War era military surplus. My target shooting at close range at of both 10 and also 25 yards also appeared to be adequate enough to suit him for now. I used to shoot a lot back in my college days for fun but Kelly didn't like guns much and didn't even like me to keep the weapon in the house, even unloaded. To keep the peace, I left it mostly at the antique shop. She winked at me.Not to be outdone, I held my glass with my left hand and reached down to her butt with my right. She was not startled. She seemed expecting it and just moved her butt left and right to show her consent.Encouraged by that and wanting to get her back, I fondled her ass and moved my hand gradually higher and higher until it reached the top of her shorts. She was wearing cotton shorts again with an elastic waist. I quickly moved my fingers under the waistband and over her panties,.