Angela waved back gaily and he disappeared from view, a cell-phone clamped to his right ear, the picture of a professional. I found a piece of driftwo...d and hurled into the sea for Magic. He plunged in, unbounded joy showing in every fibre. His two favourite occupations - swimming and retrieving, he must have thought Christmas had come early.We walked for an hour or so. Ours were the only prints defiling the pristine sand. The sea was that particular hue of green that characterises that stretch. Right now.”Mike’s attention splintered. He looked at those small but firm-looking breasts that he had longed to see. He looked at her creamy white thighs leading to her trimmed pussy. He struggled to retain his language skills enough to ask... “Why $100?”“Troy St. Peter is doing a ninja gig tomorrow at the youth center... $89.99 plus taxes. Tickets went up tonight and are going fast. Trissa already has her ticket. Use your credit card to buy me one and I’m yours for the night.” She spread her. "Oh yeah," she murmured dreamily. "I sure did."As we pulled away from the curb, my lover snuggled up to me and resumedher casual stroking of my inner thigh. I was having difficultyconcentrating on driving."So," she breathed in my ear, "what's next?"I had had a whole mental list of things I wanted us to do thisafternoon. Now, all I could think about was getting her home - and intobed. When I put the suggestion to her, she pouted her demurral."After I got all dressed up and sexy for you? What. Since you had to raise a few hundred dollars for charity to ride the ‘Crashcade’, a lot of the studs simply couldn’t be bothered, that and most of them didn’t have any friends with money to support their habit!“Nate! Nate!” I turned my head to find the source of the yell. Jake, an old friend from my club team days, came bounding up to me, leaving his ride partners to hold his frame. “Shit man, it’s been a long time, what ten years?”“Almost” I said with a smile, “It’s been about seven years.