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An Unknown Relative

... La Paz where the boat was docked and the sand was white and the water was blue. We pulled off the road and she parked on the grass. We walked down to the beach and put towels down. I put up an umbrella in case we wanted shade and she sat on the towels and took off her wrap. She had on the tiniest red bikini I’ve ever seen. It was just two little triangles of cloth that barely covered the tips of her breasts; connected by little strings that ran around her back and around her neck. There was another little triangle that covered hardly anything between her legs, connected by strings to another over her butt. The fact that it was crocheted didn’t help. The loops were denser over her nipples so that they didn’t show and at her crotch, but there was very little else that wasn’t visible. I knew I was staring with my mouth open like a drooling idiot, but I couldn’t stop. I was glad I had the Oakley’s on so she couldn’t see my eyes. She knew though. She arched her back and her breasts pushed out proudly, accentuating her small waist and the curve of her back down to her incredible butt. She was all softness and youthful beauty. She looked at me and giggled. “I can feel your eyes,” she laughed. “Go ahead, get it out of your system.” “I’m not sure you’re the kind of thing I can get out of my system,” I told her. “Jesus, you grew up nice, baby. I want to look at you forever.” “Would you like to touch?” she giggled. “I’ll let you put sunscreen on me if you’ll let me do you?” “Well, I ...

... hardly ever use the stuff,” I told her. “I’ve been out here so long that I rarely burn. I may take you up on that, though.” “Let’s swim first,” she said. We played in the shallower water for a while and I went and got snorkels and fins out of our bag. We swam out over the reef and joined with the schools of brightly colored fish. She found an octopus in a crack and we teased it out. It squirted ink and jetted away when we got too threatening for its comfort. We caught four big spiny lobsters and I put them in a sack. There were big scallops by the dozens and we added them to our catch. I towed the sack back close to shore and went to get a stick to tether it with. The brush was up by the road and I heard the sound of vehicles coming down the beach. I hurried back and saw six ATVs and a big four wheel drive pickup truck. Pendry was just coming out of the water and they had surrounded her. They were saying things to her that they thought were complimentary, but they were in Spanish and she didn’t like the situation at all. I could tell she was frightened and I quickened my pace. I saw that they were some of Diaz’s soldiers. He’s the local d**g kingpin. They saw me coming and they stopped talking. “Buenos Dias, muchachos,” I said. “Holla Senor McDonald,” one of them said. “Es este chica bonita con tu?” “Si, esta mi hija,” I said. “Lo siento,” he said. “Yo no sabia. Te dejamos solos. Ella es muy hermosa.” They roared off and she quickly came and put her arm around me. “What was that ...