She's tall but super petite. Along with that, she has one of the cutest, tight little asses around. She has dark hair and often has it pulled back and...it still comes down past her shoulders. Her light brown skin only makes her that much more exotic. She greets me as usual, beautiful smile, and leads back to her station. She steps out as I begin to undress for my wax job. BSC, Balls Shaft and Crack... I'm sitting on the edge of the table when she knocks and comes in. We begin talking and I ask. "Aimee thought this over. "I, I guess that makes sense. But, it just seem wrong..." Then, suddenly, "what's it like. I mean, you know ... kissing a girl." Aimee said it like she had said like had said kissing a frog.Laurie was bored, and a little horny from being along with the lithe young female for so long. Her eyes twinkled mischievously, and she said, being a little seductive, and a little silly, "why don't I show you," expecting Aimee to scream of barf or something.Aimee recoiled a little.. We just laughed and ordered another couple of beers , after another ten mins i walked off to the toilet and was gone at most maybe five mins , as i come back to our table i seen the same black seller that we had upset a little while ago.He left before i reached my wife , smiled and winked at me as he left the bar down the steps. I asked my wife what he wanted and she said if we still wanted some weed we should meet him by the sunbeds over the road on the beach.We finished our beers and walked. Grateful for this, I did. But now what?"You haven't changed your mind?" His tone was genuine, without a trace of reproach.I shook my head. "No."A little more playful, “Not afraid of me, are you?”“No,” I whispered truthfully. I'm afraid of myself, of freezing up, of disappointing you.“Then don't say anything, just listen. You look so innocent floating here, don't you, and yet you were so obviously turned on when I saw you earlier."What were you thinking about when you touched yourself before?.