She relaxed a little, but stayed very quiet. This was my dream come true. I brought my right hand in front to her waist and gently stroked it, my left...hand busy removing strands of hair from her neck gently and I kissed her bare shoulder, her back, her long neck. She let out occasional sighs, twisted her head left and right in tune to my roaming mouth discovering her sexy back. I pushed in with my groin and started a slow grind into her buttocks with my dick. Now with both hands on her stomach. She was happy to accept his offer. “Can I have a sherry, please, if we have that? As for food, almost anything will do me. I spent years being almost ignored, as a cripple, and had to take what I could get.”John felt humbled, and hurried to get Kathleen what she wanted. He rushed back to her first with a chair and napkin, so that she could sit with the napkin on her lap, then collected the heaped plate which he laid on the napkin for her, then fetched the drink.He told her, “Sit, and get that. "And I'd pray that it doesn't get too windy, if I were you." With that, he grabbed my bikini and wandered off.I could not believe that bastard. I was lying on the beach, people all around, and I was completely naked! My arms and legs were effectively bound; any movement would expose my nudity to everyone. On top of that, the heavy sand he had piled on made it feel as if I were trapped. I looked down and saw that for now, at least, I was covered. But I was naked! I was bare! I could be. "Are you threatening me?" I'm stating some facts," I said. "You wanted advice? You got it. It won't be stuff you like hearing." Well, then, can it," he said. "If I don't like hearing it, I don't want to hear it." Then go home and jerk off," I said. "You wanted advice? You got it. Now, are you man enough to stay and listen to it? Or are you going to run away sulking?"It was language I'd never used before in my life: I wasn't generally this vulgar, and I certainly don't believe in all that.