"Anita giggled, then got serious. "Uh, you could see me? I mean..." Yep, why do you think our brother brought you straight to me? Look, at our house i...'s not a big deal. I don't really care if Tony sees me, but in public? That's kind of gonna freak him out. That's what sisters are for I guess. Now let's see..." She turned to Rebecca, the next smallest girl on the boat. "Becs do you have any other suits on the boat?" Hmm, do you remember the one without the sides that drove your brother to. "Baby, come here and fuck me," he pleaded. Samantha climbed on top of him and slowly pressed her wetness onto his dick. He moaned loudly. Samantha bit her lip and let out a deep moan when he was completely inside her. She wrapped her arms around Trent's neck and slowly began grinding against him. They both moaned in pleasure. Trent put his hands on either side of Samantha's hips and pushed her back and forth. He tilted his head back and groaned. She dug her nails into his shoulders and moved. Metal…the fighter had a sword, a long thin blade with a slight suggestion of curve and he moved as fast as lightning. Tall and slim he still wore his long coat which billowed in the wind as they moved. He moved like the wind, flowing and bending, forcing the Aztec into a queer dance. This had to be Tanaka, the Japanese champion. My legs began to shake. Would they fight and the victor would face me? Sure, he’d be tired, but from the looks of both men I still wasn’t in their league. Abandoning. But patience is a virtue and waiting makes the heart grow fonder."Umm, okay." She bowed her head closer to me and whispered, "Can we do this interview closer to the water? Those guys in the dunes are making me feel weird."I nodded kindly and walked beside her to the water's edge. The warm waves lapped at our legs, foam ran over our feet and it tickled as its remnants returned to the ocean, only to repeat the process as I interviewed her. Seagulls cried overhead, mourning the heat as relentless.