Mary is in absolute shock and asks him what he's doing. He then looks at her with a big smile and says nothing.Mary goes quiet as she has no clue what...he's thinking right now. He's fully dressed and looks at Mary's pussy. He notices that she's dripping wet and giggles. He grabs one leg and unties it, and then other leg. He then puts her panties back on and ties her down again. He goes to the closet and grabs Mary's vibrator. She looks in awe when he shows it to her. He puts the vibrator in her. In the early morning stillness, the ocean lived up to its name, 'Pacific', it was peaceful and calm. Just enough of a swell to cause the breakers. Hand in hand we walked along the shore around the headland, and we were out of sight of any early risers in the B&B.We continued down the deserted beach, just happy in our love. Eventually, Claire turned to me and stood still, expectant. I reached around her to hug her, and leant down to kiss her. Claire shivered. I'm not sure if that was passion or. ‘Nicole,’ I began. ‘You don’t have to do this. You don’t have to feel that you owe me anything.’ ‘I don’t feel that way,’ she said. ‘I want this. Since you left, I’ve been thinking a lot, and I know I want this.’ She paused for a second as we stood staring at each other. ‘I guess I’m not as sexy anymore with tears running down my face.’ ‘No,’ I answered. ‘That’s not true. I find you extremely sexy. I always have.’ She dried her eyes and smiled at me before pulling the sash that held her robe. I brushed my teeth and gargled about 20 times to get the butterscotch phlegm out of my throat. I put my new brown wig on, puffed up my curls, and dressed for a night on the town. Then I went downstairs, caught a cab, and was home by six-thirty. Tom was there to pick me up at seven on the nose.He looked great. His detective clothes are nice and not sloppy like some detectives I know—you know, sports coat, chinos, and open collared shirt—but when he puts his casual clothes on, it’s like he walked.