I wouldn't have smelled any different from the beach because I'd been swimming all day, and anyways my Grammy says eleven year old boys don't really s...ell, which I think is true.After awhile I peeked up and saw that the woman out near the water was getting hugged harder by the big guy. He had his hands on her breasts which were pretty big, but she seemed like she liked it, like she was pushing her breasts and her body against him, kind of swaying into him as the water splashed them and the wind. Come, have a seat."Cyrus led Jan to the living area and tossed her onto the couch. "We brought you your favorite wine," he said. "Pinot noir, right? Rick told us." He uncorked a bottle and poured a glass. "And take these," he said, holding out two pills."What are those?" she asked."Fun pills," he said with a grin.She downed the pills with a swig of wine then drank the whole glass. "Someone's thirsty!" said Cyrus, pouring another glass. Jan could begin to feel the alcohol and pills taking. I pulled off my shirt and tossed it into the hamper followed by my slacks and boxers. I turned on my radio and as the Power Chords of AC/DC's Thunderstruck flowed from the speakers I turned on the Shower. I stepped in and took a moment to let the heat soothe my lower back. Leaning back I let the water cascade over my heat wetting my hair. I reached for a bar of soap and began to lather up. I Prison you don't get Shampoo and have to use Bar Soap to clean your hair too, I was out for almost three. He hadn’t needed the warning, but it was nice that someone cared. They went with him to a restaurant in town and ate; quite well as it turned out. The difficulty lay in maintaining conversation in French. They had managed, Em recalled with a smile, but like Wellington’s assessment of the battle of Waterloo it was a damn close thing. Pierre (that was his name) had been very closely attentive to Em over dinner. Ambrose had told her later he felt a bit like a Parisian sidewalk deposit; a.