Jon walked slowly behind them, carrying the blanket and towels. He watched the flowy material of Lola’s dress as it fluttered in the wind and slippe... into her butt crack from time to time. He then looked at Lisa’s ass, which was covered by a longer, slightly transparent floral print dress. He could see the outline of her purple underwear and noticed that Lisa too had a beautiful rear end.The girls found a place on the beach shaded by a tree, some distance from the water. They stood and waited. ' The tears started.2thinks In retrospect, that first day in the Caf? was slow. It is nowFriday and thus far I haven't made a friend. I wasn't being standoffishit was simply not having time to socialise during the day, it was lectureafter lecture, class after class, and interviews with various members ofthe staff and two medicals where I had to put up with a series ofembarrassing prod this, tug that, squeeze something else and injections.There were two occasions when I managed to say more. Nothing new and wasn’t overly excited. But what did excite me was the rendezvous I was going to get latter. She got up off the couch and turned to me, “Maybe we can watch another movie?” Out of the corner of my eye I could see that the button on her jeans was undone and the zipper was down too. Her jeans hugged her well so they didn’t look like they were falling off. “Sure I’ll get it ready!” As I put in another movie, I got to thinking. Why was her jeans undone like that? Was she touching. For being in her early to mid forty's, Darlene had an incredible looking body, though most of that was of course based on my own overactive imagination. She had dark brown shoulder length hair that she usually wore up, except again on Fridays when she usually wore it natural, which was how I preferred seeing her. Dark brown eyes, full lips and an olive complexion, she had an air of exotic beauty to her that was both sensual as well as mysterious. Her laugh was infectious, often taking out the.