Foreword
They were only kids, fourteen, fifteen. The boys were only sixteen to eighteen. They were on summer vacation. The beach was the focal point for their summer activities.
They were just ordinary kids, but when the sun broiled their tanned bodies, their passions were heightened, too. The sun and the surf brought out the needs they had.
Dory was horny. She wanted to be with Mike. He had never paid any attention to her before. He had always been interested in the other, older girls in the crowd.
She had worn her new string bikini. She watched for Mike to come onto the beach. When he arrived, she could only manage to bide her time for a little while. She was too anxious to be with him.
Uninvited, she walked over to his blanket. He was napping in the sun. She sat next to him, and stroked his neck. He flinched, but did not open his eyes. She bent down and kissed his shoulder.
Then he did come awake. He was less than gracious about being roused.
"Hey! I want to get some sleep, Dory."
"Oh, all right." She got up and started to walk away. But he pulled on her ankle, holding her by his side.
"What's the matter?"
She didn't want to answer him, but something made her. "I want to fuck. To screw! That's what! And all you want to do is sleep."
She tried to leave, out he pulled her down next to him. He looked at her in a way that he had never done before. Then they were both on the blanket and he kissed her deeply.