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Sparrow spend the summer with her DAD

... said, smiling at her. She decided she liked him. She smiled back. They walked past the arcade, and just kept going. She was comfortable with him, he didn't seem threatening in any way. He just seemed like a plain, nice guy. They made small talk, and as it tends to do at times, the small talk turned into big talk. She found herself telling him things that surprised even her. "I'm going through a crisis, I think..." she said, and he nodded sympathetically. "There is somebody in my life that I love very much... and I'm ready to... ready to give myself... give myself to them. But they believe it'd be wrong, for a multitude of reasons. I was just out here thinkin', mostly." "Well," Brad finally said. He looked pointedly at her body, and she almost blushed. "First, he's a very lucky guy... if it's a guy, that is..." she nodded. "Dear... you are young, and youth is always intense and in a hurry... just let it happen, would be my advice. If it happens, you were right. If it doesn't, move on. Don't spend too much of your valuable time on a dead end." "I don't think it's a dead end... I just think that he might not like me... like I like him. You know?" The stopped, and he nodded seriously. "Well, darlin', like I said. Don't put your life on hold for too long. Before long you're gonna end up like me if you do, an old fart, still waitin' for life to happen." She giggled, and he smiled. They walked some more. She could feel his eyes on her, at times, and she knew he was enjoying her ...

... bikini. As well he should be, she thought. They finally turned around, and headed back to the populated part of the beach. She realized with surprise that they'd walked right past the nude beach without realizing it. They were just passing the "naked people" sign. She motioned on up the beach, to where the crowd of chairs and nudists were. "Brad. You ever go there?" she asked. He smiled. "I used to, a lot. Haven't been in a while, no." "Wanna go?" she asked. He looked surprised that she'd mention it, and finally said, "sure! But..." she looked at him. He finally said, "I just hope I don't embarrass myself, in the company of a beautiful young woman. You'll forgive me if I do? I don't have a towel..." She knew what he meant. She giggled. "Sure, it'll be okay. My dad had that problem, yesterday. When he was puttin' lotion on my back." "Your dad?" he seemed surprised. Then he said, "I guess I can understand that. You're his daughter, but still a foxy, sexy young lady. I'd probably have that problem, if I had a daughter like you." She giggled some more. They approached the recliners, and she picked two of them out, and put them head to tail like she'd done with her dad the other day. It made it easier to talk, that way, too. She stripped her bikini off, and stepped out of it. She saw his eyes automatically go to her tits, and she smiled to herself. When Brad drew his shorts down, she was mildly surprised. He was no monster like her dad, but he had a very nice dick, she thought. It was ...