There, as the rusty rails seemed to run almost forever, finally converging at a curve far, far down the track, the top of the rail sparkled in the sun...ight where the rust had not been allowed to form because of the trail wheels. In the middle of one of the sparkling rails was a silver and red item, about six inches long. Focusing my eyes I realized it was a harmonica. Getting up off my knees I took a step or two closer, squatted down and looked at the harmonica. It was old, obviously used a. The new leaves on the trees were adorable, what with their fresh soft green leaves. The daily changes you could see as they matured into full-sized leaves was a sight to behold.Spring break was not carefree. We had the week off from school, but there were plenty of things to do around the home, or (as in Henry’s case) at the farm he worked at when not in school. I spent spring break helping mom around the house. Spring cleaning is a big deal. We swap out window treatments to match the spring. The two moaned and groped each other, rubbing their breasts together as I moved between them. Admittedly, I was always one for new things, and it had been longer since I had been with Melanie. So, I finally stopped alternating, and gave Melanie a rough pounding for a few minutes. Any time Hailey squirmed, I started to rub her clit. But, the two girls were teasing each other enough that everybody was busy. I was overdue for orgasm, and it wasn't long before I started building. I buried myself. I was able to get everything I needed, so that was good. Everyone that worked there was either in high school, or over 55, mostly the later. All were nice, all asked me were I was living, what I did, and how long I’d be around. I left with three bags of groceries and more beer. The end of the first week had come and gone, and I was still enjoying my time alone. I was still enjoying lying naked on the beach too. Other than the fisherman, I’d not seen a soul on the beach. Today was no different.