I have so many of these type of stories, the type of story where you go somewhere with a friend, or a group of friends, and then, whether liquid courage is there or not, you end up tryin' to find a secret little place where you can get some lovin' where no one will see...this gorgeous, frisky gal looks like she's in front of a beach hut or a lifeguard station or somethin', and these are usually good places, especially if the sand is nice and cool. Oh! What stories those types of shacks could tell if they could talk, right?
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