“Thought I’d come visit.” “You shouldn’t be back here.” I lean back against the counter, watching her as she squats, her cutoffs not desig...ed for such action. “Go on,” she says, stopping to confront me, hands on her hips. Funny how that makes her tits stick out. “Thought we might have a chat.” “Are you kidding me?” A look says the rest, as in: “I’m young and lithe and desirable, and you’re not.” But her look also says, “Look at my tits.” So I look. “You’re disgusting.” “You’re de-lovely.” I. ”Tricia looked out over the city and imagined herself flying over the streets and around the buildings, the statues, and the monuments. She sighed longingly.Snow Angel checked her out. “You want to go?”“Huh?”“Do you want to go flying?”“What? You and me?” Tricia flustered. “Oh, no. I couldn’t. I don’t really want to.”“Yes you do,” Snow Angel chided.“Well ... I don’t want to impose. I mean, you’re on duty and all.”“Oh no! No imposition. I’d be happy to take you up! Show you what I get to see. Are you ready Cameron ? I asked. He stared at me and said will ya stop teasing me and go on with it Andrew!! I smiled. In one brisk move, I yanked down and off his boxers. I threw them over my head. I looked at Cameron. I swear, if this boy had any hair, you had to use a magnifying glass to see them. But yet, he managed to have a nice sized cock. His cock stuck straight up and back , and laid on his belly, under his belly button, I looked at me in a cocky way. And winked at me, omg, I could. She raised her head and apparently noticed him, as she stopped and stood in chest high water, waving in a long, slow arc. They moved toward one another. Billie, walking awkwardly through soft, white sand, as the woman lifted her legs high stepping through the water. The late afternoon sun reflected in such a way that he could not see her in detail, just the outline of a young, shapely woman. At one point she lay back into the sea, closed her nose with one hand while arching to return to.