)We reached the beach anyway.It was late after all the clubs and bars had emptied..There were a lot of people around though.We walked hand in hand alo...g the beach and made our way to the top, near where one might exit the beach again.We started kissing passionately and my hands started wandering up her vest and I started massaging her bra-less boobs.Then the other hand was up her skirt running a finger along her crack then over her thighs and onto the front of her panties.She moved her legs. This story I’m about to tell, happened, I reckon, 4 years ago. I had already turned to 40, while the student who courted me was 19yo. I already had spent two years without sex since I got divorced, getting only occupied in my own duties, away from anything troubling me, say, problems trying not to venture or messing with anyone else here. I still have prejudices, in what is related to young people, and wish to be with some, though - love affair- but never got to anything serious. Let’s. “A thank you would not go amiss and would be appreciated, oh and what time?”“We want to leave at seven and thank you,” she shouted from the stairs, “Jade will be coming about five so we can get ready.”I didn’t bother to reply, but returned to watching the football on TV.I heard the doorbell go at five as she had said, but chose to ignored it as I knew it would be Jade and that Amy could answer it. After the third ring I stomped to the door shouting as sarcastically as I could that I would get. That I can in fact know themall. With a murmured word or two and there with that gesture she shows mehow to make, we weave another patch of what might seem to be disguise orwhat it seems will be part of the surface me the world will see. We see -- perhaps she told me, or it was something I knew -- that if Isimply try to step into the space the world reserved for me, it will notwork. Not if after I pull my car into my space, it is now smooth andstockinged legs that swing out from the open door,.