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privacy. They were relegated to
sleeping in the living area of the small rundown shack, but they
were together and blissfully happy. They found they couldn't even
go into the lone bathroom together without someone knocking on the
door every few minutes.
    That night they were craving each other as they
walked along the beach hand in hand. Caroline gave him a suggestive
look and led him toward the dunes. Once there, they slipped down to
the sand and knelt as they kissed and explored each other's bodies
with passionate hands. Moments later, she cried out, "Ouch." Then
she slapped at her calf. "Sorry."
    She moved to kiss him again but pulled away,
this time slapping her arm. "I'm getting all bitten up, let's get
out of here."
    They rushed back to the house
and found six people there drinking, laughing, and having a great
time. They joined in and began to drink while eying each other
hungrily. The booze accentuated their desires. They could barely
contain themselves as the waited for everyone to retire to their
rooms. At just after 3:00 A.M. , they finally found themselves
alone. They were both fully clothed as Caroline slipped on top of
him. He ran his hands all over her ass as she placed her hand over
his groin. He gasped. Just then a random guy walked through the
living room to the kitchen. He saw what they were obviously up to
and looked at them casually as he said, "Sorry."
    They ignored him and got back to it. After the
guy left, Caroline had her hand on Jim's zipper as her sister came
through the front door with two other people. Jim and Caroline
separated as her sister giggled drunkenly, "Wow, sorry about that.
You mind if they crash in here on the floor with you?"
    They frowned while nodding in agreement and
glanced at each other. Jim whispered to her, "Do you want to go for
a ride?"
    Caroline nodded with a big smile.
    Two minutes later he was driving the car, as she
was busy with her head in his lap. He gripped the steering wheel
tightly as he said, "I can't do this." He pulled into a public
parking area near the beach and turned off the car. Caroline sat
up, and he moved on top of her. They kissed passionately. He placed
his hands under her miniskirt and found she wasn't wearing panties;
he plunged his finger between her legs. She groaned. Caroline
unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to his hips as he lifted
her skirt up.
    Jim adjusted her seat back, and she pushed up as
he slipped between her legs in the cramped car.
    "Fuck, I don’t have a condom. They're back at
the place."
    She paused. "Just put it in for a minute and
pull it out before…"
    "Are you sure?"
    "I'm just about to get my period, so we’re
good." He smiled and moved his hips into her. They shared a groan
as their lips locked together with tongues exploring each other's
mouths while he pumped into her with passion.
    "Oh," she cried out. "I hate condoms. Your cock
feels…I should really go on the pill."
    "You really should," he moaned, as he continued
on. She was close to orgasm. "Don’t you dare stop. That’s
it…yes."
    He teetered on the brink desperately trying to
avoid coming inside of her. He tried to focus on something,
anything else as she held him tightly. She pushed up higher, and he
pumped her harder; she screamed out with a loud climax. Jim pulled
away from her quickly, just as he exploded all over her thighs and
skirt. He moved to his seat panting like he'd just run a marathon
while she slumped against the passenger door desperate to
recover.
    Their eyes slowly met, and she said, "Wow."
    He nodded and simply said, "Yeah."
     
     

7
    A week later, at around
7:00 A.M. , after
an evening of magical sleep-depriving, late-night sex, Jillian was
wandering around the grocery store in a zombie-like fashion. As she
headed down an aisle struggling to remember what the hell she
needed from this section, Coach John appeared in front of her
pushing a cart with a few items in it.
    "Jillian, how are you?"
    She smiled. "I'm, uh, fine. How's