I felt childish sitting back there and always felt like I was butting into their conversations rather than being a part of them so I just sat in the b...ck and daydreamed for much of the drive. The drive was pretty boring and took us through DeLand, a town only slightly larger than ours but with its own university, to Daytona Beach. We arrived around 10AM and unpacked the car. I carried the bag of towels and other supplies, Casey carried the cooler, Josh carried two surf boards. We found a nice. “Hi there,” he said. “What’s going on today?”“Oh, erm, hi. This is an organised outing for people on our tour.”“This beach is still open to the public though?”“Oh, yes. We’ll be organising fun and games for our group through the day with a bar-be-que at lunch. However, we don’t have any control over who comes and goes.”“So how much are this lot paying? Would it be possible to buy a couple of tickets, or whatever, for the lunch or did you need to book in advance?”“It was ten Euros apiece, we’d. I was about 55 and she was in her early 40's. We were both looking for fun online but during our long chats we came to the conclusion we should meet and test the waters. So this was an adventure. The first time we met we arranged to meet outside a major bookstore in T*****o. After a delay, in which I thought she wasn't turning, up we finally met, She was a blonde lady not too tall ( I am over 6'), with a figure quite voluptuous and we went to my van in the parking lot where we climbed in the. .. I'll wear it..."I sighed and fastened the bra in front and slid it around before I slidmy arms into the straps. Pulling out the other part of my underwear Igrimaced as I slid the plain cotton panties on. Honestly, neither the braor panties felt uncomfortable, after all they were both soft plaincotton. I turned at that moment to look at myself in the full-lengthmirror hanging on the bathroom door and gasped. I could hardly seeanything resembling a boy looking back at me in the mirror. I saw.