If you want to make it up to me, my friend Charlie will bestaying here for a few weeks. He's also the career counselor I wastelling you about so talk ...o him this evening."She stormed off in usual fashion.Why deal with problems when you can just sweep them under the rug? HethoughtIt certainly wouldn't hurt. Neither Adam nor Carl had any idea wherethey were going for college. Adam at least had options. Carl lived withhis mom and she was a poor drunk. He didn't have a lot of optionsbesides getting. Not yet. Anthony laughs Tim, Ill get some more pics. Maggie struggles as Tim spins her around and puts her arms behind her back, gripping her through her elbows. She leans forward to hide her face and breasts from the camera. This causes her ass to press against his stiff cock, She cant help snuggling herself against him. His free hand grabs a fistful of her hair, he pulls it back so she is looking straight at the camera, her tits swing as she struggles to hide her face. Her unsuccessful. So although a group of guys had arrived in the interim, immediately commencing a loud and boisterous game of football in the space between me and the ever-rolling waves, it hadn't really mattered at first.God only knew what had possessed me to bring a work of sappy romantic fiction along on this trip. There were six of them playing three against three, their bags and discarded clothing acting as make-shift goalposts. And though they clearly weren't teenagers--at a guess, their average age was. Slowly things were coming back to me some. As I sat to pee like the girl I was dressed as, I felt a sore spot on my bottom.When done, I went over to the mirror. I lifted my dress exposing my bum. On my right ass cheek, there was a bright red mark. A closer look clarified my confusion. It was quite unmistakably a handprint! My naked bottom had quite a spank mark. Suddenly I realized the crazy dream I thought I had last night was perhaps not a dream at all!What had happened last night? I slowly.