"Want you to meet one of my favorite students. Vixen, Phil. She's thinking about a quick trip down the beach to do some painting. Interested?" Sure, w...en?" he said, forcing himself not to look at her jutting breasts, probably the best pair he had ever seen in his life."Washington's birthday weekend," Vixen said. "Might be a little chilly." No kidding," said Phil, "sure. There's another grad student interning here in film-making. Jorge, have you met him?" Yep," Vixen said. "He teaches one of my. "What?" he asked. "They don't have music while you are on hold. All the best doctors and shit have elevator music."He simply nodded and continued to wait. After about five minutes he said into the phone. "Good morning Sir. I have determined what kind of equipment they are using. It's a direct RF transmitter with two slave microphone also RF. Bad news it it's line of sight. There is no platform I can use to track it down. It's Radio shack shit.Yes, I was thinking that as well. Very well sir, we. And if I was a middle child like Ron I won't get the slight favouritism of being the oldest, or the youngest in fact. And all a middle child wants is be appreciated, which is a huge chip on Ron's shoulder that I sympathise with.I can't complain to Harry, even though he wouldn't mind. Whilst Harry may understand exactly how I feel, he's experiences really over-shadow mine. It was like comparing chalk to cheese by discussing abuse with him.So I bottle all this resentment for my parents, and look. We were so horny and excited that we all decided to take the boat out. Us ladies went below deck still in our birthday suits and enjoyed some female on female time. The guys captained the boat over to the Bridge area. The bridge is super long several miles across the waterway. A great place to fish but an even better place for public nudity as all the traffic on the bridge pass by above you. We've enjoyed this spot many times before and Im sure will enjoy it many more times in the future. Once.