<strong>Beth, 1/4 mile away from the house with Sean</strong><br/>Beth was a physical girl, she always had been. The physicality you had with someone always spoke louder to her than words and while that had gotten her in trouble in her youth, older and wiser it was something she accepted about herself now that she was more clear-headed and able to apply a little more common sense to it. She was no longer foolish enough to think that sex would fix anything and yet feeling his hands slide down over her nicely rounded ass was a definite reassurance. And the<em>no</em>that followed, the kiss...his acceptance infused her with a sense of well-being. Not to mention revved her engines, of course.<br/><br/>Her lips parted for him and she was all too happy to tangle her tongue with his, her hands sliding up the bare skin of his back beneath his shirt. Her body pressed to his so closely it was if it was sculpted there but she was otherwise not inclined to rush this kiss regardless of how her heart seemed to pound a little harder with each passing moment.  Sean was funny and adventurous and smart...and attracted to her -- it really couldn't be much better for day two. She sighed happily as the kiss dissolved and pulled her hands around to slide her palms up his chest, sparing a glance down at the rocky ground beneath him which, to be pragmatic, wasn't exactly welcoming.<br/><br/>"I can't wait," she murmured then laughed and reached out for his hand to tug him into motion. "But I don'y need any pointy rocks in my bum. Come on!"<br/><br/>She flashed him a bright smile and started  back down toward the beach.<br/>