I stepped out of the car to stretch. Some gulls screeched and flew over the water, and I thought I saw a dolphin farther out. Mesmerized by the waves... I thought of Callie and had visions of her rising up out of the water, her long wet hair clinging to her body and water streaming off her skin. My eyes snapped open as I realized I had no idea where Callie lived, or even if she'd be around this weekend. I took a deep breath to calm down. I smelled the salt water, closed my eyes against the. He was divorced about the same time when I got married to my present hubby. We pitied him as his wife left him for another guy. Often, he would mention to my husband that he was very lucky to have a wife like me. I was very sure that he seemed to be eyeing me at times. Couldn't blame him. It was partly my hubby's fault because he was the one who changed my style of dressing. So I ended up dressing very free and casual, even when he was around our place. Guessed we were both guilty! Sometimes,. He was more interested in the “who, what, when, where, why” than the spiritual aspect of our beliefs. Although I had my suspicions about him and his role here, I needed to teach him the ways of our family. Our family was an open-minded one. There was no shortage of both male and female nudity at any given time. It wasn’t uncommon to see people having sex in the living room or even the kitchen. It didn’t bother me. I loved looking at Steven’s body and I loved being naked around him, especially. We soon found an ideal place, and I sat down with a perfect view of the bar just as she walked in. She couldn’t have been sat there more than two minutes before the first man approached her, standing near her as he ordered a drink, and then lingering to chat. I couldn’t hear what they were saying above the background music, but they were laughing, and she was playing with her hair, flirting and smiling coyly at him. After a little while she shook her head, smiling sweetly. I knew she was.