The beach wasn’t overly crowded today so that I, at least, felt like I had breathing room. Laziness loosened my muscles and I enjoyed the calm, rela...ed feeling. The air was tainted with laughter from the nearby eateries and bars that lay at the edge of the sand. The smells of food mingled with the aroma of the sea. I had my head down and to one side, my eyes closed but something caused me to open them. A bronzed god in his mid-twenties moved towards me. His muscled body, glistening with some. Well, it is really quite simple, I only project an ego, I like myself, but as I see it I am living on borrowed time. For what I have done in my life, I should probably be dead. Either from enemies I have made, too much booze and d**gs, years of driving fast, any of those things should have killed me. Hell one of my ex-wives should have killed me after the way I treated them.But here I am, so I go on with the knowledge that if you project weakness, you are dead. So I live this way projecting. She thrust two fingers of one hand between her puffy cuntlips and began to stroke her stiff, aroused clit.As she stroked her rigid clit, she thrust the middle finger of her free hand in and out of her cunthole, faster and faster, harder and harder.She spread her legs even wider apart, her head thrown back on the air mattress. Her mouth was half open, breathing hard with sexual excitement.She felt her orgasm building. Knowing that her sexy, handsome brother was watching her every sexy move. Someone responded, "Just great sir", in a less than enthusiastic monotone. They all laughed."Has everyone had breakfast?" Yes sir", much more enthusiasm."Ladies, you'll all sleep better in a few days. Your sisters and I have formed a new plan for solving our 'capitulation' problem. Let me explain the new plan to you all". I proceeded to explain it. I told them all when they would be "convinced" that they had no other choice. Almost all of them looked relieved to some degree. I had the feeling.