They passed through the neighborhood where Ross's family lived. There was no one around on the beach they found. Maybe on the other side, but this sho...eline was quiet and empty. They all were wearing their swimming clothes because they were so close to the river from their house. Debby and Faith were both wearing new bikinis. They were popular at this time. Fred and Sidney had on some roomy swimming trunks. They rolled out two old blankets and put their lunch on it and then sat down. Fred. ”“You could try some of the apple juice,” said my mum, though I knew she’d have let him have a taste of cider as well, under supervision.“No thanks,” he said. “I’ll go on the beach instead. The surf doesn’t look too bad this morning.”I knew what he was really looking forward to: a good fuck with Sally, although it would be just his luck if she went off with her mum instead. But that was his problem, not mine.“Well, don’t stay in too long,” said my mum.“And don’t drown,” I added, and Matt stuck. "You're married, maybe with a kid or two. And a job. How does a stripper you see once a week fit into the rest of your life?"I knew that was coming, and I had an answer. It was something I had been thinking about for weeks. I swallowed hard before I spoke. My throat was suddenly dry. "Well, actually, I don't like the rest of my life very much. I come here once a week because, when I'm with you, I feel complete, the best man I can be. I can't explain it. It's like, if I could keep that feeling,. " He smiled.I was in shock. "Good morning to you, too." I smiled back. My concerns grew as we worked on our backyard. Was he going let me down easy? Was he seeing someone else?We worked hard till about four in the afternoon. We had finally finished the yards, when I felt his hands on my shoulders. He slowly massaged the muscles from between my shoulder blades to my neck. "Wow, honey you feel really tense." He had such nice hands, I noted, as his thumbs worked up and down the sides of my.