Pamela's blouse became almost transparent and the pale pink colour of her breastbone could be seen through the material."Oh dear," said Jim. "For that... you lose a button."He produced a pair of nail scissors from his pocket and snipped the thread of the bottom button of Pamela's blouse. It meant nothing here; she was covered up completely aside from the cotton’s transparency, but she knew that she would likely lose more buttons over the course of the morning. She mentally counted them; she had. They said hello and walked past whispering. I went for a dip in the sea but I noticed the couple had stopped walking away and were moving up to the back of the beach were my stuff was laid out. I thought that they might be going to steal my clothes (that would be difficult to explain to the authorities) so I hurried out up the beach. When I got back to my spot the couple were grinning like naughty school c***dren. “Hello mister” said the little local man, “you very big man. Me and my. He collapsed over her muttering his gratitude. Sienna wanted to respond that it was two-way but just hadn’t the strength.Thoughtful, he moved his weight slightly to one side off her, as she reveled in the sensation of having his juices mingle with her own. Soon they would be trickling down her thigh. So rested was she, so replete, she could only lie and allow Guy’s next words to wash over her like some balm. “Sienna, I feel so grateful to have been favored with the gift of your wonderful. I can't get my time with you out of my mind, the way you touched me, making my body come alive. How can I forget the afternoon by the lake, we had a picnic and after we undressed each other. That afternoon I was allowed to explore a man's body for the first time.Of course I discovered what a beautiful man you are, both inside and out. But more important you give me the freedom to learn the inter and the outer workings of a man. Oh how I remember see you standing there in all your magical glory..