Joan was like a mother to me, but a mother who I was able to confide in, and trust. I would never have admitted to my own mother, that I had been walk...ng down that path to the beach, naked. Joan accepted that I meant no offence to anyone I might have come across. She understood that I enjoyed the freedom, and independence, of nudity. She even suggested that it might have been more honest to have continued walking, when I had heard the other people, and apologise for any unintended offence, when. "Don't bring me off, Jim, I want to see more."The next scene was a bar with about 12 men and only two women. The man led his dark-haired girl to the bar, helped her up on one of the stools, then turned her to sit sideways to the bar and pushed her legs wide open. He ordered two drinks and took his own drink to one of the tables. A man at the bar had observed what was going on, and a minute later he went up close to the girl, saluted her with his drink and moved in to stand between her open. Round the back. He lit a cigarette. I was still drinking because I'd smuggled my glass out down my cleavage, between my tits? I put the glass down and started talking. Oh, no...I went on and on about how I was struggling after me and my ex broke up, about how I couldn't find a decent job and I was sick of everything and I'd started crying. My mascara had stung my eyes and I'd wiped off my tears with the back of my hand..What a mess! So there I was, with a gorgeous man, and drunk and crying and. I was a vegetarian for quite some time after my wife’s death; so I started enjoying it. Since she was busy sucking I put my hand on her jeans and opened out her button. I went to pull out her jeans but she would not co-operate. I asked her to pull down her pants and she said wait let me enjoy first. I was enjoying very much but I also wanted to suck her together. But the way she was sucking gave me no chance of hold so I said I was coming and I discharged into her mouth. While she was enjoying.