After about fifteen or twenty minutes, Alan met Sarah in the water."They are still there—are you ready?" Yes, let's go!"She was quite thrilled when ...lan reached around her back and lightly rested his hand on her hip, so she did the same to him and hips touching they walked up the beach towards the surprised boys."Hello, Lads! Are you on holiday?" Alan asked them.They both seemed stunned and were unable to speak as their eyes took in Sarah's full-frontal nakedness; her skin wet and glistening. With each song, my body danced in time to the music, rocking back and forth in the chair. Many men had come forward, asking for a dance, but I had declined all offers, choosing to just watch and sit. The barmaid came to my table and placed a fresh margarita down. Nodding to the men behind me, she said "with their compliments." As I turned my head to thank them, my face almost touched the man's crotch. I felt his hand on my shoulder and I shivered slightly. Seconds later, I felt another hand. One moment of disobedience from you and he'll slice you. Understand?? ?Yes, sir.? Slice me. A mental picture of bright red blood fountaining out of my wristand down over my body shivered through me and I lifted my arms. A hand closedaround my vulnerable wrists, trapping me. The position thrust my breasts forwardand exposed my entire body to the man sitting next to me. Instead of takingimmediate advantage, however, his right hand merely closed over my left thigh,hot and heavy. I felt the heat of. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea glanced up at him. She admired his calmness, she always had. He always seemed so self assured and in control. She picked up her mug of coffee as her mum sat down alongside him and took a long, slow sip.”It’s... it’s about the baby,” she finally said as calm filled the atmosphere.“I knew it. I knew it,” her mum cried out.“Mum, the baby is fine. There’s nothing wrong with her,” Anthea.