Liz breathed hard in time with his strokes, her arms slipping around his shoulders as he kissed her. She smiled at his question and gave a quick chuckle.<br/><br/>"Swim suits, yes," she replied, "I'm sure we'll be happy to have some male opinions, in the department. We'll have a pleasant walk through too, though. Maybe we can catch a movie, and we could sit in the very back row like we used to..."<br/><br/>She kissed him again, remembering somewhat exhibitionist behavior of their younger days.