I was afraid that you'd be hurt."I sat up and slid next to Izzy, putting my arm around her shoulders."Not telling Mom, I understand that. Being afraid...that I'd think less of you or not love you... I guess I can understand that too, considering how little time we've actually been on good terms. But why would you think I'd be hurt?" Because of what happened this morning." She looked up at me and brushed her fingers along my jaw. "You don't understand what I mean, do you?"I shook my head.Izzy. ”I asked, “Does your mother know that you drink and fuck those boys up in your bed?”Courtney replied, “Yes.”I asked, “Does she approve?”Courtney said, “She doesn’t object.”I asked, “Would she let you move in here with me?”Courtney said, “I suppose so. Why?”So I explained that if she lived with me I could help her learn to become someone else, loose some weight, stop drinking, and stop fucking every horny kid in her school.We walked over to her house, presented our plan to her mother, and. "C'mon," she said as she grabbed Jen and my hands. "You know Dani, if you're going to come to a nude beach it's very rude not to take off all your clothes."I said nothing, simply followed her as she led us into the breaking surf. But I knew she was right, what she'd just said was something I'd been thinking in the minutes before her arrival. One of my Dad's favorite expressions had always been, 'Heck honey, if you're going to do something you might as well do it right'. Mind you, he wasn't. Underneath the skirt and sweater, she wore nothing. That had been a last minute decision, one she half way regretted, and one that kept her aroused beyond belief… “Excuse me, Miss. Don’t suppose you can help us out? I think we’re lost…” Startled, she turned her attention to the light blue SUV that had slowed down alongside of her, wondering if this was it. The guy in the passenger seat had a quizzical expression on his face, his attention more on the map in his hand than on her. What a dope. No.