I watched as they pulled over not very far up the road, that was my cue to get busy. I got out of my truck and walked quickly towards the ocean, keep...ng an eye out to stay out of site of the girls, while looking for a good place to lie down.Not far from the edge of the dunes I found a shallow spot that looked to be about perfect, I couldn't see the girls coming up the beach yet, but I had to hurry. I got undressed, only wearing swim trunks, and laid out a beach towel to lie on. I rubbed on a. The husky good-looking man in the middle of nuptials suddenly becameanimated, as his face lit up with joy. Looking over at the woman, the mansaid with a wolfish grin and a raised eyebrow, "Zack, your going to makeone gorgeous cocksucker."The woman's eyes seemed to flutter as a look of amazement andapprehension's took the place of the picture of joy; the man opposite wasall smiles as Marybeth looked around, and checked out the new body shefound herself in."Bitchin" Marybeth said, now firmly. I asked her whether I shall help her in washing clothes. She smiled and said do you know to wash clothes. I said yes. Ok then take the clothes from that bucket and wash it.I also sat near her and started washing it. My dress also got wet. When washing once I took her bra and panties from the bucket. I soaped it she smiled at me and said dont you know how to soap bra. I said aunty I havent washed it before. She smiled uncontrollably at me and told to put it for soaking. We completed washing. ”“And what are you doing now?”“Morwen and I are going to have a drink somewhere,” she said. Morwen was another waitress, tall and slim and moody. If I had to guess at her heritage, I would say it was basically African but so diluted that she had pale skin but black features. While Lucille was perpetually cheerful, Morwen, or Wenny, as she was usually called, was okay when she was busy but could be sullen when things were quiet and sometimes downright rude to customers.She appeared now through a.