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Mandy Todd stretched her long, slender body on the huge towel, the hot sand beneath her. She rested her face on crossed arms, her smoldering eyes hidden behind dark glasses. Her rich auburn hair moved lazily in the slight breeze coming off the ocean.
Sitting at her side, her young son Derick was pouring tanning oil onto her back, rubbing it into her satiny flesh. His hands felt good on her skin, the slow way they moved up and down from her shoulders to her skimpy bikini bottom. She had untied her halter, not wanting to have a tell-tale strip of whiteness on her flesh. It was bad enough she had to wear the bottoms, as it was.
Mandy would have preferred to have been naked, completely naked, to the rays of the midday sun. But she certainly couldn’t strip off on the public beach, with so many people around. She didn’t like the public beach much, but it was all she had. She didn’t like crowds, and the beach was very crowded, especially on weekends like this.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.