" No," Elizabeth said. "You don't have to take my advice but I still think you should just let her know the truth."Andy nodded but didn't reply becaus... someone was knocking discreetly on the door. He opened it to find a waiter – who probably was only a year or two older than Andy and Elizabeth. He saw Andy and frowned slightly, perhaps wondering how such an unrecognizable young man could afford such opulence. Still, he pushed the tray in and immediately noticed Elizabeth sitting at the table.. She is sunbathing down on the beach.We are not on a private beach, so other people share our oceanfront. Jennifer is lying on a gray beach towel, facing the waves as the sun beats down on her back. She has a color that disgusts the other women I have seen watching her. They all dream of obtaining a tan like hers. For she appears to be a goddess. Jennifer's secret is that that is her natural tone, for her maternal grandfather was a Cherokee. One would never know that unless they happened to get. With those tongues, we tasted. We opened our mouths and brought the world into them. We imbibed and consumed. We tasted life and love and youth. Sometimes it was too much and we vomited. But when that happened, our friends held our hair back and nursed us back to adventure with laughs and the understanding that they would be next in line. When it was just right, we could close our eyes and devour the exquisite experiences of food or flesh.Our skin. Oh, that was the ultimate goal. Touch. We. I already had my shirt and sneakers off and was trying to watch her as I took my pants off. Her blouse came off, and she tossed it aside. I watched as she leaned over and pushed her slacks down as her breasts tried to escape her blue demi bra.I had my pants off and walked over to her, “Let me.”Mom stopped reaching back to undo her bra. I stood in front of her, reached around, unhooked it, and slowly moved the straps down her arms. She caught it just before it fell to the floor. I bent down and.