They sat on a blanket that Nick had brought. When they finished, Nick gathered up the plastic wrappings and other remains, packed them away, and lay ...ack across the blanket. Suzanne looked around, contemplated exactly what she was doing and what she might do, and joined him. They began with a kiss, a bare and almost chaste touching of lips. This much was easy; what might follow after, what she very much wanted to follow after, she had never before done in so public a place, at least. We all watch as Krissy's eyes close and she thrusts her hips forward into the girl's face. Krissy starts yelling "Don't stop! Don't stop!" All of a sudden, the tall woman tells her girls "Stop what you are doing! They are going to be our entertainment for this evening!" The older woman immediately grabs my long, blonde hair and pulls me with her as she walks through the gate, into the outdoor seating area of the lesbian bar.She continues to hold onto my hair and parades me around in front of. " Good, Chani. And as you continue repeating those truths you can also and will also become aware. Aware that there's something more. You see it's not you that's creating these feelings. They're coming from outside. They're coming from your father...," I continued in that soothing voice before taking on a tone of total authority, "Every time you show off your breasts to your father you feel so relaxed, so calm, so free... so good. It is him looking at you, him admiring your breasts that causes. My female friends often tell me if they didn't know, it might take them awhile to tell I wasn't a genetic woman unless they already suspected I wasn't. The attention I get from guys confirms I am doing something right. I left the beach and had to stop by the ATM to get some cash. I parked next to a small car with two young twenty-somethings inside. Still dressed in my beach attire, I slipped my long tan legs out of my car and they both checked me out as I exited. I just smiled and walked up.