.. it’s the street after Telegraph, then turn left.”“You make a really good navigator, Caroline. You certainly found a direct route to my heart....��“Oh, you are so schmaltzy sometimes, Richard.”“Yes, I am. What are the details on the Christina Ave house?”“Uhm, three bedrooms, one full bath, built in 1950 ... I don’t think this place is worth our time, Rich.”“Yeah, I don’t have time for a project home. What about the Alpine Ave home, what are those details?”“Three bedrooms, one and a half bath,. I knew what had to be on them but I had no way of viewing them. Today everybody had videos and no one I knew had a projector.I kept all my finds to myself not wishing to sully her good name with the family. In the local paper I found what I was looking for. An advert to convert film into video or DVD. The price was steep but he did offer a discreet service, so discreet that I insisted that I was present when he did the copying. He wasn't happy about it but in the end he took my money.Now. Once it started to rain she decided not to leave the beach but instead seek shelter under the life guard booth. As big as the beach is it seemed like every single guy that didnt leave also made their way toward where Heather was hiding from the rain. Sure they could have just used any other life guard booth but they all decided to hang out under the one Heather was sitting at. And they had a good reason. She kept bending over provocatively while moving her towel and she was the only woman on. As lay my head dreamily back onto the pillow I catch myself with my most biggest smile, and I sighed. I could feel what Gary had done to me last night. There was no mistaking the soreness. I’ve known it before, from my toys, but never like this. This was done to me. Willingly. I had earned this pleasurable pain, and from it came pleasure for another. It felt...feminine.I laid there for a few moments and replayed the whole evening in my head once more. My hand drifted downward and my probing.