One hot summer evening, she invited me in for a cold drink. We sat on the sofa and, as we sipped the cola and chatted, I was very aware that I could s...e her nipples through her tee shirt. I tried to look without being obvious, She leaned in, took my glass and spoke softly, “Do you like me, Jim?” I nodded and felt myself go red with embarrassment. She rested her hand on my chest as she asked, “Do you have a hairy chest?” I didn’t know what to say as she tugged my tee shirt over my head. Her. It had been almost a week since I broke the news to Lucy about moving the trailer. One or both of the kids had been around during those evenings, so most of Lucy’s conversations with me had been on the cell phone. Not ideal for personal conversations, I admit. I didn’t just miss our conversations, I also missed Lucy’s body. To be absolutely honest Lucy was an enthusiastic lover. That made her a special woman indeed.Almost six months before, when I moved in the Plumber had shown me how to turn. I buried my face in my left forearm and smelled the day’s sun lotion and sea salt.My feet were about shoulder width, maybe. After a few minutes I was definitely missing the next phase, being able to open wide. I spread my thighs as much as I dared, which I hoped wasn’t a lot. Because of the slope of the tidal zone, it might have been possible for someone nearer to the water to see what was going on up the gap, I thought, and this made me rub more quickly. I had not yet met a boyfriend who,. .. or Reg and myself, come to that!"The silly little bitch is stuck up the tree!" Reggie replied, "She got herself up there, she can get herself down again!"Then the two of them walked off towards the swings in the child play area.Bill and I looked at each for a second and then -- because the anguished wailing was still emanating from the centre of the copse – we dashed on in.In amongst the trees we found Alice precariously perched some way up the climbing tree, hanging onto a branch with one.