It has been a full day, and we both begin to yawn. Ricky suggests that we stay in and order room service. When we came even with her, she rose up on an elbow and batted her eyelids at Ricky. I still wonder what Vanessa had going on with Brad under the water. We have been visiting for about an hour and a half, when we find ourselves back near where we began. In the shade are chaise lounge chairs for our use. We thank her, then move on down the beach. That would hurt me to the core if either one of you ended up that way. It just seems a little unusual for you to be making out with my mom the way that you are. None of the others had even seen the dolphin. We talk about the adventures of the day. With recreational sex, that connection is not present. Screwing up my courage, I ask Ricky’s mom if she would like to take a walk with me along the beach. Her rounded butt cheeks feel like solid muscle. It is difficult since my arms and legs are not as long as Ricky’s. We relax on the beach for a while. Sometimes we laugh a lot. Ricky gets out his camera and begins to take pictures of the beach,
