Gazing down at her, he said the only thing that would come to mind."Hi."Shading her eyes with one long-fingered, French-manicured hand, she looked bac... up at him."Hello." Nice day to be at the beach, isn't it?" he suggested."Yes," she replied, smiling gently. "Yes, it is." Mind if I sit down?" Okay."He settled onto the hot sand beside her, wishing he'd thought to bring a towel or a blanket to spread beneath him, as she had. He squirmed slightly as the back of his thighs protested at the excess. My basic problem was simply to restrain my anxious fist until I could be sure of a few minutes — it really never took too long — to relieve myself and return the magazine to its hidden cache without discovery. Once Dad was gone to get his jollies in Cuddles' bed, the return was no longer an issue; his stash now rested at the bottom of my dresser. Each magazine was a mother lode of excitement, centerfolds tearing away from their staples with repeated use; each page was the impetus, the. "No, its not far we could walk to one andother." "Mom?" She asked into the phone. "Yeah she lives on Seabreeze, 37, itsa few blocks from our house, don't worry with Jack, I can walk home, afterwe finish our homework. Honest, I'll be home by 6:00, promise! Ok, byemom, See ya at 6:00." She said into the phone. They walked the short distance to Juliet's home chatting away, as ifthey had known each other forever. Juliet's home was just as close to the ocean as theirs, also built onthe same. "Don't feel bad, I didn't know anything about this—or the car—until I picked up Beth tonight." I told him.We explored the suite—a huge living room and two big bedrooms, each with it's own bathroom, including a Jacuzzi! Beth kicked off her shoes and walked over to a built-in Bose sound system, "I want to dance some more." She turned on the system and found a station plying the kind of music we all liked to shuffle around to.As Beth melted into my arms, I heard Greg whisper to Cindy, "How long.