Rye
RyeDespite my grumbling, I loved the fact that Lauren wanted to go on a "date" with me. I figured it meant she was starting to trust me, to believe that I wasn"t going anywhere. That this thing between us could be real.
By the time we reached Haad Tien Beach, the sun was lighting the clouds in shades of gold and apricot. A light breeze teased at the sarong Lauren had draped around herself. I longed to untie it and feel her up.
Get a grip.
Get a gripWe stopped at the Oasis so Lauren could pick up her week"s pay. The guests here were buzzing with talk about their plans for the evening. The place was a sea of neon bra tops and Dr. Seuss hats and rainbow-dyed hair. The vibe was a cross between "anything goes" and "let"s f**k, baby." I got a few flirtatious looks from nearly naked girls
