Tessa looked into Vince's eyes, took a step towards him and put her arms around his neck. She let their bodies synchronize and press against each othe..., teasing him with her breasts resting against his chest. She let his leg slide just slightly between hers so that if the desire struck her, she could grind on him a little bit. She smiled as his muscular arms dropped to her lower waist and teased the top of her hips and butt. He smelled good, a pleasant musk to his cologne that drew her close. Danielle and Hailey both has clothes on too, but clearly had bikini ties sticking out. We waited for their parents and all walked down to the beach together. It was a quick walk and before long we had our feet in the sand. Their parents grabbed a few chairs and spread some towels around. Hailey was the first out of her clothing, quickly springing off her top and cheer shorts, revealing a nice red and white striped bikini set. Danielle was next, stripping down to her solid red top and black. Taffy Boyd, the Narcotics wireman who’d surreptitiously helped them, had been transferred to some stick-in-the-mud hamlet. And Jack Palmer had almost got thrown in jail. The only thing that had saved him was his hasty resignation and signed documents confirming he’d never publicly discuss the case. It was so unfair. Jack had been a fundamental part of their achievements. Now he’d been reduced to working as a private investigator, whereas she’d been promoted to take charge of Vice. Frankly, it. Sara meanwhile had fallen back on the couch, giggling loudly and covering her face. Becky suddenly felt angry. She had just bared her soul to her good friend, told a deep, dark terrible secret and here she was laughing! What the fuck, she thought and at the same time yelled it, though she didn't know it until she heard it echoing off of the walls.Sara shot up and immediately stopped laughing. Staring at Becky she suddenly realized, as she had not before, that her friend was dead.