
Fourteen year old Eddie Granger was having a wonderful time with Cindy Bradley, and he was really happy his mother had let him come with her. Cindy was really a nice woman, he thought. She knew just how to make you laugh and feel good inside, and she was just plain fun to be with. And oh, she was beautiful, her long blonde hair seeming to tickle the nipples of her firm breasts, which protruded obviously under the halter she wore without a bra.
The handsome youth's thoughts were diverted by the sudden slowing of the Mercedes. He looked over at the older woman.
"How come we're slowing down? I like to go fast like you were!"
"I just thought of something," she said smiling. "There's a private beach, real secluded, in back of the house where we live. You and I could go swimming there if you want."
Eddie clapped his hands together. "Oh, that'd be groovy!"
"Did you bring a suit with you?"
"Uh-huh. It's with my stuff, at my mom's cabin."
"She's only about a mile up the road," Cindy grinned. "We'll go back there and pick it up, then drive over to our place and spend the rest of the day swimming. Okay?"
