Certainly not either of the ones on the field here!”“Or anywhere else,” Dave said. “‘76 was amazing - 108 wins, and then a sweep of the play...ffs AND the World Series. And it was against the Yankees, to boot!”“I never got into baseball,” Jessica said. “How about you, Kara?”“No. Steve and Elyse were huge fans in High School, but I never really was. I don’t really follow any sports except the ones Steve currently does.”“So ice hockey and NASCAR?” Jessica asked.“Yes. Sofia’s the other big hockey. She would find out if she had the courage to go through with it. She had only ever been seen naked by her husband, and now she would be seen by a group of strangers. How many would there be, she wondered. Would they be real aspiring artists or college students out for a thrill, perhaps looking for laugh? Would they have been told that the model today was a middle aged slightly chubby, droopy breasted housewife? Were they expecting a sexy model, a perfect example of the female form as it was. I returned to my room, and slept soundly, waking early to get a good spot on the beach. I had a light breakfast and was sitting in my beach chair by 9 AM.By 10 AM the beach was packed. One of the things I liked about this beach was the family orientation. No blaring boom boxes, or obnoxious college k**s drunk and disorderly on the beach. The occasional scream of an angry c***d was a temporary disruption to the quiet of the beach. The day passed quickly, and I left the beach late in the. I . . . uh . . . I’m sorry I didn’t . . . you know . . .” She raised her eyebrows and grinned. “Glad to see me?” I looked down. How could I be popping a boner without realizing it. My hand flew to cover myself. Eva moved slightly. Not so much that I could easily walk into her apartment, but just enough that I could sidle past. When I did, she moved closer to me so that my body brushed against hers in passing, drawing a groan from me. The door closed. Hers was a studio apartment like mine. She.