Morrison studies such things as mind reading, and--" You're a mind reader!?!" Jethro cried, seemingly not at all disappointed that the man wasn't ther... to fill his stomach. "Really!?!" Now, Granny, too, was interested. "We-ell-dog-gies!" Mr. Clampett said, smiling at the news as well. "There was this traveling medicine man we saw once. He read minds!" He had a great big ol' turban, with a peacock feather comin' up off of it!" Jethro said, gesturing what it looked like."He knew I was a docter,". Dino lifted his cup to his mouth and made a similar face. "Mine tastes like it's been around awhile... minus the arsenic," he added.Joey howled with laughter. "I just don't have the touch with women. Guess they pick up on the fact that they don't do it for me."Dino sobered a minute and then met his eyes. "You're... gay?" He didn't crack a smile.Joey blinked. "Come on, don't tell me you didn't know." Ah... I suppose I did. You were really hitting on me there when we first met," Dino leaned back. Most of the City Hall employees had adopted the Barracuda Beach dress code for the party. Those that did not, wore sarongs for the most part. While I pretended not to notice, as the evening wore on, I saw that most of the women had retied their sarongs to leave the top free and that two of them actually dropped then altogether to go for a midnight swim. Barracuda Beach has a rigid 'no clothing in the pool' policy.I had circulated a memo at City Hall in the beginning of the week, laying out some. We could find somewhere where it was secluded, and somewhere we could put a blanket down. You would slip the straps of my dress aside, exposing my large creamy white breasts and big brown nipples. The nipples hardening as they brush against the fabric and in the warm evening air. Aching slightly, with longing. My skin is smooth and soft and your hands roughly explore me, your lips finding mine. We spend what seems like an eternity, touching and kissing, stroking each others body. My naked.