While I was admiring the vines tattooed all over her body, they began to move and I suddenly realized they werent tattoos at all but tentacles. The mo...ster was hiding in the shadows behind her, clearly failing to notice she had passed out already. The sobs behind me turned into sighs when my cellmate tried to squirm out of her bonds. That drew the creatures attention to us. The tentacles retracted from the tattoo girl and were on us so suddenly I felt my heart skip a few beats. One of the. A little further on, I noticed that there were some sand dunes where occasional couples and groups were lying. It seemed a little less crowded, so I made my way there, and as I came close, I realised that my instinct had brought me to where I wanted to be: I had reached the exhibitionist and voyeur part of the beach.Various couples were hanging out, some fondling each other, and in a couple of cases women were clearly enjoying lying back with their legs falling apart so that voyeurs, just a. We entered,no one seemed to notice anything about me. We sat a a corner table, madegirl talk and then got to know each other. It was totally relaxing. Myfriend made me feel so welcome. The meal was irrelevant, I could haveflown home on the wings of my high. Then my friend walked me back to myhotel, making me feel wonderful and safe. And she took a few pictures,just for me. Next I returned to my room, and no one in the hotel lobbysaid a word. I was just another pretty middle aged woman returning. That was one thing which even I could understand. Mom probably wasn't a slut originally and come to think of it she never was when I was younger."I'm not saying it's a bad thing mom, you are extremely attractive and all of my friends always comment on how much of a milf they think you are." "That's not the point Brian, I mean I'm flattered to know that they find me attractive but seriously, modelling for someone like me isn't exactly the best career move at this stage in my life." My eyes were.