His eyebrows rose a bit at her query.  His thoughts again turned to ones of the new acquaintance, and just how damned sexy she seemed as she finished up her breakfast.  He knew what she had ordered, she knew what he had eaten for breakfast, but could her question mean she was really interested in his other appetites?  Having watched as she slipped the fresh fruits into her mouth he found himself imagining her slipping his manhood there, but he was probably only dreaming that she’d do that before the day was out.<br/><br/>“Well Marti, if we were lovebirds already I’d suggest that we finish up our meal with a desert of ‘us’” he said coyly with a light chuckle. “But since we just met, that would be a bit forward, so, how about we go up and get our swim suits…if you like to swim that is…and go down the shore to Wiamea to enjoy the power of the waves.  It is alleged to be one of the strongest surges of raw power that the ocean has to offer.”  He eyed her carefully awaiting a reply and couldn’t help but hope that his hint of desert wouldn’t go unnoticed.<br/>