She had a bad feeling about the birds. What could it mean? She had trouble finishing up her chores and constantly would go back to the window and se... if more had gathered on the tree branches.Bria wasn't in a relationship. She had nobody to ask about the weird birds. She searched online to see if she could find anything on her computer. All that she could find was the birds were probably looking for dead animals to feed on. She knew there was nothing dead in her yard and was scared why. Rachel stood on tiptoe and we kissed tasting the salt on each others lips as the next wave broke soaking and stinging. It was not the cold North Sea spray that was bothering me but her hand rubbing the front of my jeans! Our tongues sought each others out as another wave ended its journey nearby with a crash sending more water onto the promenade. Looking into Rachel's eyes I could see her lust building behind them turning towards home once more we held hands predicting when to walk and when to. She walked over to the speaker in the kitchen. “Yes?”“Ring me up.”She recognized the voice, no need for him to say who he was. It sent a shiver up her spine and a tingling between her legs. “Yes, Sir.” She pushed the button until she heard the door opening.It took Michael a couple of months to find Brandy, her parents not very cooperative, but he finally managed to locate her. Michael had changed jobs, consulting now, travelling around the county, no need to go home now that Cindy had divorced. " she repeated.I took it off and handed it to the girl. She just looked at me and giggled. She went into the back to hang our coats and Cherri walked up."Hi, my name is Cherri, and how can I help you today." Well this is my husband and he would like to be fitted for a wig."Cherri looked at me and said. "Why aren't' you the sexy one. Is this your first wig?" Respond to her." my wife said."Ahmm, yes this is." I said."Don't you worry we will pick out one that fits your style. It's not everyday.