He turned to her as she told him that she couldn’t swim with a tenuous smile and listened to the rest of the comment before a reply could be figured out.  He had body surfed at Wiamea many times, as well as the dreaded Bonsai Pipeline just up the shore, but his thoughts weren’t on surfing, or even really on feeling the wetness of the vast ocean that lay before them, even as breathtaking as the scene was.  He had the company of a beautiful new companion, and would go to any extreme to make her happy enough to be with him in other ways.<br/><br/>He quickly maneuvered the highway and turned in to the parking area for the bay, luckily found a spot nearest the sandy beach and pulled in to park.  As he shut off the ignition his hands lay gently on the steering wheel, almost afraid to make the mistake that she was ready for further romantic advance right now, though he had the impression that after a bit of sun and playful antics in the warm waters of the north shore she’d be ready for a nice brunch or lunch and then back to the hotel for, hopefully a rest nestled in his arms.<br/>“We’re here Marti” he exclaimed at the obvious.  “Let’s go feel the sand between our toes, hopefully it isn’t too hot yet, it can be in the afternoon.  If I had known you didn’t like to swim I’d have suggested a different place to start your guided tour of the island” he chuckled. “But, since we’re here we might as well go and enjoy what we can while we can.”<br/><br/>He grabbed his towel and got out of the driver’s door, locking it as he got out, and walked around to her side, opening it for her as was the only proper thing to do.  Again as she turned to get up and out he watched the hem of her skirt as it drew up dangerously close to the fabric of her swim suit beneath.  He caught a brief glimpse of the color and grinned at the possibilities of just how great she would look when , or if, she took off the outer layers and revealed the fullness he so looked forward to seeing. “We should be able to find a good spot to sit and enjoy the scene from over on the east side of the beach” he said with a gesture of his head as she rose from the seat.  After she had gotten out and stood by his side he locked and closed the door he looked at her face and glanced down across the wonders of her body hidden beneath the fabrics of her street attire, knowing that he’d get a better look real soon.  With a thought of the ways the question had been taken the last time racing through his head he said “Ready?”<br/>