... waves... seagulls.... laughter....“Oh come on, MacDonald, is that all?” David laughed as I bend over, panting. “You bastard.” My chest hea...ed with my heavy breaths. “Unlike you I have been running already today.” “Always full of excuses.” He laughed again but came towards me. “Not far now, come on.” Still panting I followed him along the beach. This early in the year it was nearly empty. Not many tourists, not many schoolchildren. My tank top clung to my body. My hair was plastered to my. Her touch, gaze, scent, all of it is just giving me sensory overload and I love it. She takes me the same way her husband pulled Vicki. We get to the elevator and by this time I've forgotten about my hardon and it's soft again. Why bring this up? Because as we come to a stop she pushes me against the wall and presses her body against mine. Her tits feel fantasatic! She kisses me hard on the lips while slipping her hand between our bodies to massage my crotch. Wet kisses, the smell of her. . what was the other one?" Brothers in Arms." Lorraine supplied, with a shrug."Happy days." Hope remarked."Yeah, look... I wouldn't bother disturbing him. Everyone that's asked him how he is has just irritated him." Well then I won't ask." She said, and pointed across the room."Be my guest." He offered."Marcus?" she knocked gently, and the guitar stopped."Who is it?" Hope, I brought you over the notes you missed this week." Thanks, Hope." He started upright when she opened the door, freezing in. Chapter 1: Training ‘Ken! Ken wake up!’ A voice called to the young man. ‘I’m up mom, give me a sec!’ He replied. He got up, dragging himself to the closet looking for some clean clothes to wear. ‘Hmm. Should I wear the red shirt? No. I know this one, and these.’ He picked out a black shirt and light brown pants. ‘Ken, hurry up! Breakfast is ready!’ his mother called to him again, irritated with his sluggish behavior. ‘I’m comin’ Mom!’ Ken ran down the stairs, almost falling as he glided down.