Melinda was in the process of lathering her body and Sandra looked at her while she did this.Sandra had to confess that Melinda did look just a little...bit chubbier than herself, but it was mostly because Melinda had much bigger breasts than she did. To be honest, Melinda's body looked more feminine than her own. Melinda had nice curves and for some reason, she thought Melinda would be a firecracker in bed. It was a pity that her stepfather had messed her up so much by telling her that she was. Stretched out on the sand and soaked up the afternoon sun, covering her face with a towel for protection. Within minutes I could tell from her regular breathing that she was asleep, the wine and the sun having relaxed her completely. I lost myself in the book. A bit later I noticed a single guy, quite naked, strolling towards us. I prefer it when there are couples or families on the nudist beach, but inevitably there are also men on their own, sometimes looking for other men, sometimes. She scooted back up so that the cushions supported her. A second pull had her jeans around her ankles. The forces being used to disrobe her were irresistible, she couldn’t fight against something she couldn’t see and besides, her blouse was far too efficient as a tie. Then, softly, she felt a delicate touch to the skin of her leg, just above her knee. It lingered for a minute or so before beginning in an upward sensation towards her mons, still covered by her panties. It was the merest of. They walked out to the dance floor hand in hand, the thought of Shane’s reaction clearly taking charge. What was he going to do? Was he going to just sit there and watch his friend dance with the girl he was trying to get with? Or was he going to be proactive? The questions began to swirl through her head as the two started to dance just like she had with Shane. The booming bass of the music, the alcohol she had consumed and the feel of Kyle pressed against her ass caused her to lose all sense.