She usually does not wear a bikini, but thinking she would be alone, today she has on one that would allow her to get plenty of sun. She can fell them...staring at her, but all three of them have dark glasses on and no eyes can be seen. She thinks the men are both good looking and they ask if they can take a break and chat with her. She reluctantly says yes. After a while, she enjoys their company and they are both interesting guys. One of them suggests they take a dip in the ocean to cool off,. Mari could see a shadow through the sheer curtains. She felt weird. She should have left but then she realized: it was a couple. She couldn’t look away: she was slowly understanding the ballet she was seeing. They were close, skin to skin, and they weren’t dancing. The curtains were revealing body shapes melting… Mari was shocked to discover something like that in such a place, and yet she couldn’t leave. A heat wave came through her. The way they were moving was such a trigger. For a second. So being curious I asked if she did the same job as her mom. She didn't. She was on welfare, they all were actually (step dad worked under the table), but she sold weed on the side. She didn't have a problem with fucking for money but just considered it too much trouble and that she might do it if she needed the money.By then her mother had finished and joined us. She was also in her underwear but no bra. So we sat and smoked and chatted. I made a comment about feeling a little under dressed.. ?Francesca helped me into a hospital gown and nothing more was said. I was trundled off to x-ray, and after an endless series of x-rays and a brain scan, we had the diagnosis. Nothing was broken except my face. I had a smashed nose, both cheekbones were fractured, and my face was pitted with scraps of broken glass, many of which had embedded themselves in the bones.The first job for the Resident was removal of as many pieces of glass as possible. Francesca held my hand through much of.