“Sometimes the voices in my head are louder than the ones on the outside. I’m sorry.”“I didn’t know what else to do. I could have stopped yo..., but grabbing you and shaking you until you listened didn’t seem like the best idea.”“Yeah, I’m not sure that would have gone over well.” I reached over and touched the pillow he still held awkwardly in his lap. “You stole my pillow.”He ducked his head. “It ... it smelled like you. At first I grabbed it by accident, but then ... I didn’t want to switch. She lolled in the water, rubbing her hands along her arms and legs. Trying her best to rinse off the sweat and grime. As her hands worked over her thighs she realized that this was very exciting, being naked in public. Quite a thrill. She never realized she had exhibitionist tendencies. The whole situation had her aroused. She considered another go with her fingers, but she was just too nervous about being caught. "I've had my fun," she thought, "I'd better get while the getting is good". I didn’t want to undress completely, in case someone came by. This way, I’d at least leave myself a chance to recover my modesty in a pinch.George gave an impatient snort, and I lay down in the sand obligingly. I settled on arranging myself on my side, facing towards the ocean, my right leg straight and my left leg bent so that George could enter me at an angle from behind. Hopefully he would understand, and avoid putting his full and considerable weight on me.George took his cue and heaved. Why would she be checking out a nineteen-year-old guy? She must have guys falling over themselves for her attention.The hour flew by. Eva flirted with me, or so I hoped. She left at 5:00 per her usual schedule. The rest of my shift was not as exciting. Rob ribbed me every chance he got about the upcoming game and how he would make me look silly. My response was always a smile and a shrug. The day of the game arrived. It was a Sunday, as the store closed at 7:30. I arrived at the park at.