Memories of the Beach
by Jerry Ratch
The smell of Coppertone Suntan Lotion always brings back memories of the beach. I remember you rubbing it on my stomach and you kept moving lower and lower. I had on a bikini bottom (very daring) and you rubbed your finger all along the rim of it just above the hair line where the soft down became a dense bush.
I remember asking, “So, you learning your way around here really well?”
“I already know my way around here,” you said, and you had that shy little smile. I remember you were racy and aggressive and I liked it.
It felt like if you kept that up, I would ignite.
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Ooh la la. I like this a LOT. You capture something amazingly fresh and racy here. The dialogue, so minimal, speak eloquent volumes.
Thank you, Paul!
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A wonderful scene that wants to go on. The communication here is subtle and fine.
Thank you, Bill!
Thanks, Susan!
Coppertone Suntan Lotion is the scent of summer, yes? Nice remembrance of how easily we get away with things in the broad daylight of the beach. I liked the play of shy and aggressive, and enjoyed thinking about how those two characteristics can appear simultaneously.
Thank you, Grey!
There's a youthful innocence in this - I think it's the 'very daring' and the beach location - which is a total joy to read.
Thank you, Sandra!