Marina drove to the beach. It was a beautiful night – illuminated by the full moon and the healthy burst of stars.
Wanna take a walk? Marina asked as she gently stroked Jennys thigh.
Ya, okay although I thought maybe we could have some fun in the backseat instead.
Maybe later – come, I wanna show you one of my favourite spots on the beach.
Jenny got out of the car and started for the beach.
Hey, Jenny, wait. Let me grab a blanket from the trunk.
Hmm, you seem well prepared, Jenny teased.
No, not really – no bottle of wine here so I guess Im not at all well-prepared, Marina chuckled as she slammed the trunk shut and turned to reach out for Jennys hand.
Walking hand-in-hand by waters edge, they very much had the beach to themselves, only encountering the odd fisherman or early morning jogger.
So, how many girls have you brought to this romantic spot? Am I girl number six hundred and fifty-two or what? Jenny asked, sounding a little jealous, but already regretting what she had said.

Marina immediately dropped Jennys hand and turning sharply to face Jenny, she spat out, Dont ask me that and I wont ask you when you last had ***** with Tim. Jenny was taken aback by Marinas strong reaction. They stared at each other, both rooted to the ground even as the waves washed over their feet and soaked their shoes. Finally, Marina sighed, Maybe this isnt a good idea. I really should send you back to Tim.

Eager to repair the damaged mood, Jenny reached out for Marina and planted small, urgent kisses on her face, her lips, her neck, saying Im sorry, and sensing Marinas anger ebb with each kiss. Lets enjoy the here and now – the you and me, okay? Jenny pleaded as she held Marinas face in her hands.
Youre right. Lets not waste the moonlight, Marina smiled, the warmth returning to the face as she pulled Jenny towards her and leaned in to give her a lingering kiss.

They headed to a nook in the rocks, out of sight from passers-by. Spreading the blanket on the sand, Marina settled down with her back against the rocks while Jenny sat in front, cocooned in Marinas arms and legs.