His accent told me he was German. “How’s your vacation going,” I said while stepping out of their way. I cocked my hip and put my hand on it. ...“Fine, thank you, are you on vacation too?” I giggled. “No, I live here. My sister and I just like to hang out here.” The other guy said, “Does your sister look like you?” I played with my hair and said, “Similar, do you want to meet her?” They looked at each other and then nodded. “Okay, why don’t we go to the beach together?” “Yes, yes, we can. Send the thought along whatever connects us.Worth a try, I thought. I pictured the tendril of energy – I assumed it was energy – stretching from my mind to hers. I concentrated, turned the thin tendril into an electronic cable, and said, You are a sexy woman.She squealed, kissed me quickly a half-dozen times, and said, "You did it!" You experienced my thought?" I said, amazed."Yep, and I agree with you. I am a sexy woman." I'll be dipped," I said.Can you imagine, Clint, how much fun we can have. The other guy was Guy. That made her giggle again."Whadju say?" Shay asked."I said, how about we go somewhere a little more private?"Sure, why not? What would be the harm? "Nah, I'm no- intristed," she mumbled instead. The only guy she'd been with was Brody, and she didn't plan to change that anytime soon. She found girls much more appealing. Still, her stomach fluttered and she felt heat between her legs.Alan pouted. "Aw, com'n. We'll just talk."Shay felt herself leaning towards him. Just. "Those were just a few of the hoots and hollers that went up when that bottle stopped. Now it was my time to turn beet red in the face."Hey, hey, guy, you gotta take her into the closet. Rules are rules, buddy." Thanks, Ken, I'll remember you."Deanna was a bit red faced as well. I don't think either of us had considered this possibility when we started the game. Well, that's not quite true either. I think I had a repressed, secret hope that it would happen, but never thought it really would..