While I was away studying, Jennifer had grown up to become a very beautiful girl with tits to die for. Evil thoughts started swirling around my brain ...ut she was just as difficult to do anything with her, what with our parents getting in the way."You two will be ok if your mother and I visit my Grandma?" our dad said one Friday morning."Sure, daddy," confirmed Jen."I think I'm working tomorrow," I said, "so it should be ok."I sat at my desk, my mind not on the job in hand but what I was going. It had become a lifeline, filling a void I couldn’t identify, but so comforting. I began looking forward to hearing from him. The days when I didn’t hear from him were anxious ones until the next time. He was a voice to identify now. The calls continued and became more frequent, replacing the e-mailed letters. We talked of family, friends, sadness, joys and needs. It was the needs that bonded us – emotionally and, yes, even the reality of unmet physical needs. We tried to understand more about. "The usual." I had a shower and some of your food. Hope you don't mind."I shrugged again. It was all I could do this closely removed from sleep. Having made sure Rebecca hadn't burnt the place down, I went to the bathroom for my usual start-of-day routine. It was pure basics, not like the elaborate make-up rituals some of my girlfriends did. Had done, I supposed, back when they were still my girlfriends. They were getting older too and might not have the energy (or immaturity, I thought) to. We had a spot under a small tree with some bushes so we could see the whole beach back to the walkways but the beach to the other end was hidden from view.We had our lunch and a swim then spent the afternoon sunbaking and teasing each other, sometimes I would get John hard and sit on his dick without moving and sometimes he would be rubbing some lotion on my back and slide his dick into me and just hold it there so we were both pretty worked up all afternoon.John suddenly pushed me on my back.