My mom Peggy was 54 and still looked good in a bikini, her boobs were a D-cup with a little sag, tummy with a little curve, hips with some flare, but ...er ass was straight out of a Sir Mix-a-Lot dream.At the pool I found myself looking at her more and more, playing backgammon with her while looking at her well oiled body. Dark shades allowed me to stare and baggy board shorts hid my cock when it started to swell. One day we went down to the pool and it was nearly empty. Mom and I had. Whether or not she was thinking what I was thinking this time, I couldn’t tell, but I knew that what I was thinking would drive me nuts if I didn’t do something about it. I snuck around the other side of the dividing wall between those intimate things and handbags and accessories, careful to make sure she didn’t see me. Then, like some junior high school peepers, I slipped in behind her and snuggled up to her. I think she figured out what I had been thinking; she could feel my jeans-covered. “Please… It’s just… well, she is not the one who gets late… and I need to talk with her about the bar!” replied Victor after another look to his wristwatch.“I still do not understand why you think this woman will help us?”, questioned Sam, as she was close to Chris at two counter chairs.“Because she knows what people like when going out and I don’t know no one who likes how a place can be enjoyable than Lydia”“If she is the one, let’s wait for her and hope she can be the perfect fit”They were. That world's Ma was taking her two daughters, Lucy and Ruth, to BikiniBeach for the day. Fourteen-year-old Lucy had never heard of BikiniBeach before, and was very much looking forward to seeing it. Ruth, onlynine years old, was less successful at containing her excitement. Theonly thing marring Lucy's excitement was concern about Pa. Pa would havehated it if he knew they were going to a place called Bikini Beach --even if it was girls-only. Yet Ma had told both of them to bring.