Tired."How's she doing?" Gale asked, softly."She's going to make it. It's a flipping miracle. She's in remission. There's going to be three young kids...who are going to get their mom back." Cindy said, tears in her eyes."Good, then there's no excuse for you to sit up with her another night. Susan sent me to take you home. I have a good dinner in the oven set on a timer. I am to bathe you, feed you and take you to bed. If I get any arguments I am to use whatever tools I have available to me to. As we lay recovering I told her that a fantasy of mine would be to photograph her naked – she of course refused. I had a Minolta SLR (single Lens Reflex) camera and wasn’t too bad a photographer. Di’s concern was that if I did photograph her then the film would need to be developed and strangers would see the pictures. I pointed out that the films were no longer manually processed so the only chance would be if a person was lucky enough to look at one of the pictures whilst carrying out quality. He found what he was looking for , and zeroed in on his intended prey. She was standing at the bar, placing an order for drinkds. She4 was dressed in a siimple white cotton sundress with spaghetti straps. Her auburn hair fell loose and fee, tumbling down her back. From her shapley figure and the thing material of the dress it was obvious that the dress was the only garment she wore. He stood behind her for a few moments, feeling her heartbeat with his senses and pulling her womanly scent into. Mikey also decided he wanted to come along as well, so off we went.We found a part of the beach near the boardwalk that wasn't too crowded. The girls spread their towels on the sand and Ginger handed me a big beach towel. Confused, I asked her why I needed the towel. She smiled and said, "Donny, you have to hold the towel up so we can change into our suits." I could not belive this. I was holding up this big beach towel and one at a time, each of these girls, all about t******n and.