The weather was gorgeous and not too hot and he spent much of the day driving up the coast.A friend had told him of a lovely nudist beach off the beat...n track where he said "anything goes". After a brief lunch in a nearby village John drove off to the the beach--it was certainly off the beaten track--down a small lane on an unmade road leaving trails of dust behind.Arriving at the little car park he was dissappointed as no other cars were in sight.The whole point was to view naked bodies.Just. The thing was i wasn't ashamed of what I did with Melissa. Hell, I hadn't stop thinking about it. Being deep inside her warm pussy was something I could never forget. Ever since that night Melissa has been texted me nonstop. So much so she has been sending me nudes. I told her she has to be careful if she wants to keep this up. She begged me to come over and see her, but as much as I wanted to I wasn't completely sure when I would be able to. She then told me Friday night would be the perfect. She got little enjoyment out was drinking herself out of reality. Amy Thompson was 5’5 with mid-length auburn hair, and stunningly green eyes. When she was angry, they seemed to tear apart the victim that was under her vision. She ran constantly. It was one of her true passions, leaving her a well-toned body and a California tan. She had her own particular sense of style, and dressed however the hell she wanted. She could give two shits about what other people thought of her. Ever since high. . Kaci, Lily, Evie, Diana. And I probably had to count Lucy Green, who I'd bedded prior to my transfer to this timeline. I elected to adopt the Bill Clinton definition of sex, which means I would leave out Renee, the one-timer from freshman year, who'd done nothing more with me than administer a blow job."Five," was my reply.She laughed. "If you'd asked me to guess ... that's pretty close to the number I'd have come up with." Anyhow," I remarked, a little embarrassed at this turn in the.