JIMP#20: Danger at the beach
By Jimp
Beach stud is dominated by the self-defence skills of two young women


The following story contains descriptions of sex and violence. If this offends
you or if you are under the legal age of consent in your country do not read
on. Any likeness to anyone dead or alive is purely coincidental.

(c) JIM P 2010

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Gary Young walked across the soft sand and shingle of Old Hunstanton. A slim
fit man of medium height in his late twenties wearing Speedos and beach shoes,
a faded grey T-shirt with a small rucksack on his back. He headed north away
from the red striped cliffs, the fossil hunters, tourists and the beach huts.
The popular seaside resort of the new town was starting to wind down about to
become little more than a ghost town now that most of the holidaymakers had
gone. That meant the seasonal work upon which locals such as Gary depended was
coming to an end. Gary had been working the funfair rides, bare-chested to
show off his magnificent deeply cut abdominals that he had spent the
off-season developing. With his abs regularly topped up with a fine mist of
sun tan lotion they glistened like a shiny stone brick wall attracting openly
lustful gazes from the women and some men as well. With his physique and 'gift
of the gab', he had his pick of the female holidaymakers. He preferred the
gullible 16 or over teenagers who fell for his line in romancing until after
he had humped them and left them. The older women were much easier, horny and
grateful for whatever sex they could get.

The summer was cooling, days often clouded, windy and wet. However today the
skies were clear and the sun was giving a last burst of heat that the English
called an 'Indian Summer', which no one from that sub-continent would
recognise. Although situated on the eastern coast of England, Hunstanton
actually faces west across The Wash, the squarish estuary off the North Sea
where Norfolk meets Lincolnshire. This gives it uniqueness in that it is the
only eastern resort in England where the sun can be seen to set over the sea.

It was late afternoon, Gary enjoying the warm rays of the sun on his skin and
the heat reflected off the sands as he walked further north to the more
desolate parts of the beach where the tourists seldom trod. He was alone apart
from two figures in the distance playing and chasing each other in the
shallows. From this distance he could tell that they were blonde, female and
wearing white T-shirts with briefs. Knowing that this might be his last chance
of scoring until next summer, the man altered his course for the long walk
towards the sea, the tide being at its lowest revealing a vast amount of damp
sand. After several minutes, he could see that both blondes were slim, long
legged and full of energy as they ran around splashing and chasing each other.
Too tall to be kids, he hoped that they might be students having a bit of fun
before returning to University. Oh yes, that would be a great way to round off
the season. A threesome with two hot sex mad Uni girls. Stopping to remove his
T-shirt and give his awesome girl magnets a misting, he tucked it in his
rucksack then continued trudging across the damp beach.

As Gary got closer, he was at first disappointed to realise his mistake. These
playful blondes were much older. One seemed quite good looking and in her
mid-twenties while the other, a plain looking dork with a thin face wearing
thin spectacles, was perhaps late twenties or early thirties. Their short
blonde hair shone like gold in the sunlight and their wet long shapely legs
glistened as they splashed through the waves. Their playful chase was heading
in his direction and he caught the tell-tale sign of unfettered breasts
bouncing wildly under their dripping T-shirts. This was definitely worth
checking out.

As they run closer, Gary feels his groin tighten seeing their completely
soaked white clinging to the slender contours of their long lean bodies. They
looked like a pair of ancient Greek goddesses emerging from the sea draped in
glistening chiffon. The wet cotton is virtually translucent, their boobs fully
visible lurching and bouncing erotically with dark aureoles and jutting
nipples as if thinly plastered with wet tissue. He notes with growing lust how
the soaked fabric clings to the lines of their lithe bodies, taut stomachs and
belly buttons, no fatties here.

As they run around each other, Gary notes the older one is wearing tiny white
briefs moulded wetly to a small shapely backside that calls to his loins. His
groin twitches harder at the sight of an almost non-existent white thong on
the younger one, her compact tight arse to all intents naked. Oh yes he is
going to enjoy sinking himself into these two!. He appreciates that each has a
slender body with narrow shoulders tapering down a long torso to a slightly
narrower waist and endless shiny wet legs. Both are medium height although
their body shapes make them appear much taller. The younger one is obviously a
bottle blonde, her dark roots visible at her crown of very pale hair which
falls wet and limply to her shoulders. She seems good-looking and has a nice
rack bouncing around inside her wet shirt. Gary normally didn't bother with
geeks or dorks but the older one has a great body with a full stack, firm body
& sensational shapely legs.

The women have spotted him and the younger one runs up to him, boobs bouncing
like two excited ferrets under her clinging top. She comes to a halt about 4
feet away then stands staring at him with penetrating brown eyes, swaying
slightly from side to side, head tilted coyly as if measuring him up. Yeah
baby take a good look at this hot bod, let's you work for it. She is about
5'10" a couple of inches taller than him. Her face is longish, slightly square
with dark eyebrows, a slender nose and medium mouth with a strong dimpled chin
and firm jaw line. She is attractive in a slightly sensual, handsome way
rather than stunning or pretty. Her wet top clings to her nipples and auroras
on a decent sized bust, a magnet for Gary's leering gaze. Phoar I'm definitely
having some of that he thought, speechless for once at the splendid sight.

Her torso is slim and taut, her stomach flat and hard. The tiny white triangle
covering her groin with thin strings leading off over her lean hips is
tantalising. Gary appreciated a good pair of legs and this girl hit the mark
with lovely long slender thighs with slender shaped and toned calves. Smiling
at his attention, Julie provocatively thrusts her bust at him causing them to
jiggle attracting his lustful gaze and introduces herself. "Wotcha mate,
enjoying the view are ya?. I'm Julie wot's your name". The voice is plain with
a slightly harsh Mockney accent that together with the look pegged her as a
council estate girl from the Home Counties. As she spoke, he thought her
medium sized mouth seemed crowded with teeth with prominent incisors. "I'm
Gary, love but you can call me your Adonis, your love god" he puffed up his
chest and tightened his abs. "Thought that was Eros" she replied. "Whatever.
Come over here love, I don't bite" he said. "No but that thing in your Speedos
might spit" Julie chuckled. Fixing him in a smouldering look and a seductive
smile, Julie moved slowly forwards in an exaggerated swagger that allowed her
breasts to swing from side to side. Oh she wants it bad, he thought. "Why are
you walking like an idiot?" asks a pleasant voice with a gentler accent. Her
companion has arrived.

The dork wore small thin wire rimmed spectacles that magnified her narrow
small eyes to become large and very appealing with blue irises and large
pupils that just seemed to bore into you. Standing about 5'9" her face was
small, long and narrow overshadowed by a large sleek nose with a slight cleft
above the nostrils. The top half of her upper lip was narrow and slightly
protruded giving her small mouth a very appealing natural pout that Gary had
the urge to kiss. The slimness of the nose, her small eyes and mouth made the
planes of her face appear open. Her small kissable mouth also emphasised a
dimpled chin that sat on a narrow pointed jaw. Her naturally sandy blonde hair
was worn with a loose fringe above her slender eyebrows and fell over her long
ears to around her lovely swan-like neck. Gary had to admit that on closer
examination she wasn't bad looking for a dork and kind of pretty in a gawkish
way. "Who's your friend, love?" he asks. "This is Marianne. Mar this hunk is
Gary" Julie explained. "Hi Gary" Marianne says. "You two beauties here for a
holiday" Gary asked. "No, just here for the day. Admiring the sights" Julie
replies.

Gary's eyes keep slipping down to Marianne's sensational stack emphasised by
the wet gossamer plastered to her body. His dick stiffened at the sight. Her
stomach is firm but with a hint that she's probably had kids. Her lanky legs
are sexy with strong thighs and long shins adorned with very shapely calves.
These swept up gracefully from slim ankles to well toned slabs of calve meat.
Looking side on, they were like inverted half-teardrops, beautifully shaped
and quite deep. The problem with Speedos is that there is no room to hide an
erection and Julie notices. Standing next to him, he is amazed to feel her
stroke the front of his briefs, the touch stiffening him further. "I think he
fancies you Mar" she chuckles. "Now now ladies, there's plenty of that to go
around" he said slightly embarrassed.

Moving her hand to his abs, Julie rubs them exclaiming, "Cor if I were a man
I'd fuck these". "Julie!" Marianne exclaimed in a horrified voice. Even Gary
was shocked. Julie just laughed. "They're rock-hard love. A lot of hard work
has gone into these beauties. Why don't you both have a good feel?. Go on love
they won't bite" he directed the last statement to Marianne who just shook her
head. "I'm not interested. They're just for show to pull shallow women" she
told him. "They're real love. Go on, give them a punch. I won't feel anything,
it'll be like hitting a brick wall" he preened. "Oh I might break my tiny
handy wandy" Julie said in a silly childish voice then chuckled. "We'll hurt
you" Marianne added. "No chance of that. You could hit these with a
sledgehammer and I wouldn't feel. They're rock hard" he slapped his stomach
hard a couple of times for emphasis.

"No. She is right. We really WILL hurt you" Julie states. Gary feels his
machismo is being challenged. "Rubbish you girls can't hurt me. Look I tell
you what, love; we'll have a bet. You hit my abs as hard as you can and if I'm
still standing, which I will be, then I win. If not, then you win, but that's
never going to happen" he chuckles. The women seem to consider this for a
while then the older one asked, "What happens if you win?". Gary smiles "Then
you both give me a double Blow Job and I'll bonk you both any way I choose as
many times as I want. Believe me babe I can keep it up for hours. You'll won't
be able to walk right for a week by the time I've done with you".

"Ooh such a stud. Wot if we win?" Julie asks. "Won't happen love" he replies.
"Yes, but just supposing we do?" she persists. "Then I'm yours for the rest of
the day. You can do anything you want with me" Gary replies anticipating the
sexual bliss of these two having their wicked way with him. Either way he
couldn't fail to get his rocks off.

"Let me see if I've got this right" Marianne says her blue eyes so hypnotic
Gary found it difficult to look away. "We hit your abs as hard as we like and
if you're still standing you get wanked off then you take both of us over and
over again". "Yeah as if one of us isn't more than you can handle" Julie
sneers. Marianne continues "and if you're not standing we can do whatever we
like to you and you won't try to stop us"."That's right love" Gary replies
perkily. "How many goes do we have to hit you?" Marianne asks. "Well I don't
want to wear you out too much too early so ...let's see..". Both women have
slender firm looking arms, they're not thick and strong like some athletic
girls he's seen. Gary cringed at the thought of muscles on a woman, ughh,
that's so repulsive it would be like making love to a man. These two wouldn't
be able to punch very hard. "You get five goes each". "It's a deal" Marianne
replies quickly with a smile.

"Ooh I'll go first" Julie shrieks bouncing up and down with excitement. "OK
love" Gary laughs at her eagerness. The bottle blonde stood in front of Gary
with her taut slender body still visible through the slowly drying T-shirt and
pulled her right arm back by her side with her fist clenched awkwardly. "No
love you'll break your fingers like that" Gary reaches towards her hand but
she brushes him away. "Just let her do it how she likes" Marianne sighs. "Your
funeral" Gary sighs standing straight with his arms by his side and his
stomach pulled in. "Yah!" Julie's fist shot forward slapping him weakly
against his washboard. He laughs aloud "What was that?. A fly could hit harder
than that". Face turning red and gritting her teeth Julie says "Let me have
another go, I wasn't ready". "Tough. That was your first go" he retorts. "Go
on have a second go Jules" Marianne says. "Thanks" Julie replies.

Raising her face to the sky with her eyes closed and her arms stretching
towards the sand at a slight angle from her damp clad body, Julie takes a deep
breath. Admiring her body especially the breasts thrust forward towards him,
Gary snorts "what the f?". Before he could blink, Julie's fist fired forward
in a blur of motion. "Hai!" she yelled as the main joints of her bent fingers
slid into the cleft at his belly button and bit deep into his gut, her
knuckles hammering the hard muscle above. "Mmmm" Gary's clenched mouth tried
to suppress the cry of pain and the air expelled from his diaphragm. He had to
make a conscious effort not let his midriff sag. Gary was taken aback by the
strength of the punch and how it had slid effortlessly between his defences.
"Ain't his face ugly when he screws it up like that" Julie said. It took
several moments before Gary felt confident to speak. "Huh lucky punch love
huh" he said as he steadied his breathing.

"We warned you that we would hurt you. Now it's my go". Marianne strode
forward to stand before Gary. He leered at the way her ample bosom bounced as
she moved, the damp fabric still clinging to their curvy contours. "Why don't
you give in now before I hurt you?" she told him her pert mouth moving. "She
just got lucky that's all. Won't happen again" he said. Gary admired
Marianne's big boobs and erect nipples then her long sexy legs as she stood
before him composing herself fixing him with magnified blue eyes. He tensed
his abs and waited. "Hai!" Marianne's arm flashed forward her fist hammering
her knuckles hard against his muscled midsection with a resounding thud.
"Mmmufh" Gary's face contorted as he bit back a gasp as his skin burned and
abs buckled under the impact. He was shocked by the strength of the punch. He
had to take several moments to regain his breath before he dared speak. "Not
bad huh love huh" he finally said "not good huh enough either". Marianne's
eyes blazed and her mouth tightened. Gary tensed. "Hai!" she screamed, her
fist moving so fast that he missed it until her bent fingers plunged deep into
his navel sliding effortlessly into the line it lay in until her knuckles
hammered the ridge above. "Boooorpph!" the air exploded nosily from his mouth
in an uncontrolled rush at the hard compression of his stomach. Eyes screwed
tight in agony, he staggered back a few steps powerless to prevent himself
bending double gasping for air like a fish out of water.

"Woo yeah!. Nice one Mar" Julie cried jumping and clapping as Gary's brain
whirled in disbelief. He tried to stand straight but the cramp in his winded
gut prevented him forcing him to place his hands on his knees and stare at the
sand trying to breathe. Gary was barely aware of Marianne's toned calves
flexing as she turned and walked a few paces for Julie to take her place.
"Come on hard as rocks lover boy. I want another go" Julie chirped. Gary
couldn't answer, he could only stare at the lovely legs in front of him.
"Leave him. He's had enough. He's finished. We've won" Marianne added
triumphantly. "No huh huh no way huh huh" Gary tried to straighten but was
still winded. "So much for your six pack. Six pack of toilet tissue more like"
Julie taunted. "Six pack of lard more like" Marianne added. They burst into
raucous laughter that burned his ears, his face turning red as he tried to
force himself to breath regularly. "We warned you that we would hurt you but
you wouldn't listen" Marianne said. "Huh you karate experts huh" he panted
with suspicion. They laughed. "No, we're just good at self-defence, lard abs"
Julie replied. Both women laughed at that making Gary see red as he tried to
regain his composure. "We've won. Now let us take our prize" he heard Julie
say.

Forcing himself straight he told them "I'm standing ...you both got lucky". He
has played this game with girls before and thought he had punch proof abs; he
couldn't comprehend what had gone wrong. "Look ...maybe we can just walk down
the beach ...and I'll show you my boat" he said, hoping to change the subject.
"Ah is the diddums scared the big bad girlies will hurt him some more. Does he
have a tummy ache? Do you want to take a lie down?" Julie taunted as if
talking to a baby. That riled him "No!" he snapped. "I'm ready bitch. I can
take it. Go on if you think you'll be lucky again. Come on bitch what are you
waiting for?"

"That's a very rude way to talk to ladies. Right you've asked for it mate"
Julie's face has hardened, the anger barely concealed. For a moment Gary
thought about apologising for his outburst then tensed his stomach. "Hai!"
moving swiftly Julie turned slightly, made a little skip then powered a
sidekick into his navel. Shocked, Gary felt her bare sole hammer his gut,
flattening his muscled resistance and lifting him onto his toes. "Nnnarrrr" he
cried in pain as an explosion of pain flared in his stomach deflating his
lungs. "Arrg" he moaned as his torso curled inward around his burning middle.

Looking through bleary eyes, Gary clutched his gut breathing quickly and
shallowly. "Huh huh cheat". "What did you call me?" Julie demanded. Forcing
himself to stand straight, Gary took several deep breaths to re-inflate his
lungs and steady his breathing then said, "Cheated ..No kicking". "Actually
you said that we could hit you. You didn't say anything about how" Marianne
told him. "Yeah so tough luck mate no wimping out just because you can't
handle it" Julie sneered. "Huh..not wimping out. ...only meant to punch" he
protested. "Tough. Ready or not here I come, lard abs" Julie said. Tensing his
abs quickly as Julie rotated side on, Gary braced himself. "Hai!" she screamed
loudly. "Borooorfffffrpph!" a much more powerful sidekick rocketed her bare
sole into his tummy, his abs useless as runny jelly. Gary felt his feet leave
the sand and he staggered back quickly several steps tripping over backwards
and barely stopping himself falling with an arm. Crouching he doubled over
badly winded, his forehead against his knees cradling his bruised gut. "Yeah!
I'm good I'm good!" he hears Julie cry jubilantly.

The crunch of sand close by caused him to lift his eyes up to see a pair of
long shins backed with a swell of very shapely calve muscle. "Get up. It's my
turn to pulp your six-pack. I haven't got all day" Marianne says sternly. The
slender muscles in her thigh twitches as she sweeps the sand before her.
"Leave me alone...you cheat" he said weakly. He saw a nicely arched size 8
foot swing smoothly towards him, and felt the softness of the top of her foot
and toes gently cup his chin and lift his head up. Gary never understood men
with a foot fetish, but he had to admit that he could quite easily kiss these
elegant feet. Standing on one leg with her other outstretched, Gary had a
birds eye view of the large dangling semi-tear shaped calve and the tendons
tightening as her foot rose higher gently encouraging him out of his stoop.
"Up you get" she said gently. As he rose, his eyes wandered up the long firm
thighs and lean torso. They traced the slopes of her breasts and the valley
between. The way her chest, still very visible through her damp top, rose and
fell as she breathed was mesmerising and a complete turn-on. "Having a good
look?" Marianne asked but he ignored her hypnotised by the sheer feminine
magnetism of the gently moving mounds. "Oh he fancies you" Julie tittered at
the stiff bulge in his Speedos. The magnificent bust suddenly wobbled from
side to side. "Phoar" Gary moaned. "My face is up here, lard for abs" Marianne
said as she fixed him with her steely gaze. "Hit your abs you said and hit
them I will. Anyway I want". Marianne's legs looked stronger than Julies with
sleekly defined slabs of muscle in her thighs and Gary didn't like the idea of
those driving a size 8 into his stomach. His abs felt tired and sore after
Julie's crippling kick. "No, I've had enough. You knew what I meant" Gary
protested. "Hai yee" Marianne yelled making Gary jump in fright. However she
just slid into some martial arts pose she'd probably seen on some film, turned
side on Gary, her lovely legs apart semi-crouched, her arms raised bent with
hands open as if ready to deliver karate chops. "I smash belly like firewood"
she said in a bad oriental impersonation. "If you not going to play fair, I'm
going" he said feeling a tinge of fear. He turned to leave but Julie blocked
him. "Run and we'll go into every pub down town telling everyone how we bust
your six pack and that you ran away like a wimp" she told him. Gary swallowed;
he knew that he would never live down that sort of embarrassment in such a
small town. "Ok.." he said, calming his breathing he turned to face Marianne,
who had moved out of her fight stance, and readied himself. You can handle
this he told himself, I've faced much bigger angry husbands and boyfriends
than these two and coped. They got lucky that's all, poking their slim bony
fingers into my navel like that, I was just shocked wasn't ready. Well I'm
ready now.

Gary watched cautiously as Marianne went through the same calming ritual as
before. He tensed his stomach muscles ready. "Hai!" Marianne spun around
quickly and blasted a back kick, her heel hammering savagely against his navel
compressing his tight muscled defence. "Mnnnnagh" Gary couldn't suppress the
cry of anguish as a shocking power drove his body clean off the ground and
backwards several feet. Gary crashed into the sand and rolled on to his side
curling as he gasped for breath. "That was awesome Mar. I think you've
finished him" he heard Julie say. "Noooo....no" Gary forced the words past the
tightness in his chest. Placing his hands on the sand he tried to push himself
to his knees but was too weak. "Huh....she's a .huh..cheating whore" he spat
out.

"WHAT did you call me?" Marianne's voice was so hard and angry it made Gary
jump to his feet. A biting remark died on his tongue when he looked into her
eyes. A hard cold gaze edged with fury, amplified by her spectacles burrowed
in his eyes, her small mouth tight. It raised the hairs on the back of his
neck. He had to look away, he couldn't endure that look. "LOOK at me! when I
talk to you" she demanded in a voice developed from disciplining unruly kids.
Gary found himself obeying. "I asked you a question. WHAT did you just call
me?" she demanded. "Please no more. I want to go" Gary pleaded. Marianne
walked closer fixing him with her steely gaze. "Did you call me a cheating
whore?" she asked. "Please I'm sorry" he said nervously as she came to within
an inch. "This is my 4th go" she said. "No, no please no more" he begged.
"Tough". Slapping her hands on his shoulders Gary felt Marianne pull his torso
forward and saw her body jerk then felt her bony knee pile drive itself so
powerfully into his gut that he felt his body crumple over her rising knee as
it lifted him what felt like a couple of feet into the air. The blow was so
severe that he was fell to the sand and curled into a tight ball without
making a sound. The Gary-ball rolled back and forth on the sand; its mouth
opening and closing soundlessly, its brain starved of oxygen. "That's not
fair, you've broken him and I've still one more go" he heard Julie complain as
if she was moving far away and the light failed. "We've both got a go
each...."

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SPLASH!. Cold salty water hits Gary in the face arousing him from his slumber.
SPLASH more drenches his face. Coughing and spluttering with the salty taste
of seawater in his mouth and stinging his eyes he sits up momentarily confused
as to where he is. Two pairs of long glistening wet legs stand in front of
him. "About time too. We began to think you were in a coma or sumfing" a
blonde, Julie, spoke - the two crazy women from out of town!. Gary looks up at
their soaking wet T-shirts clinging to their lean bodies. "Look at this, it's
all stretched out of shape. It's ruined" Marianne said holding the bottom of a
sopping wet top. So that was where the water came from, they must have carried
it from the sea holding their T-shirts like cloth bowls.

Gary can't help noticing that their tits are showing in all their glory and
their hair is dripping. So they've had time to play while he's been out. "Get
up. We've one go each left" Marianne tells him. "Sod off. You're crazy, both
of you" he snaps. "I told you he would wimp out" Julie says. "Let's go down
town and show the local the photos you took of me posing on him while he was
out" Marianne says. "WHAT! What photos" Gary cries, getting to a crouch. "The
ones I took with this" Julie lifts a camera by its strap out of a striped bag
by her feet that he hadn't noticed before. How long had he been out?. "OK you
win. You can do whatever you want with me" he says in defeat. Marianne steps
forward, leans down and grabs his right arm and bends it backward across her
arm. "Ow my arm! Let go" he cries. He tries to slap her arm away with his free
hand but Julie steps forward and traps it in another arm lock. "Stand up or
we'll break your arms like a wishbone" Marianne tells him. Grimacing with pain
but trying not to show it, Gary is forced to his feet like some crucifixion
victim.

"You owe us one hit each but we know you can't handle it so we'll do you a
favour and kick you both at the same time" Marianne says. "No more kicks
please, you've won" he is disgusted to hear himself plead. "Brace yourself. On
the count of 3. 3,2,1". From the right he saw Marianne's long graceful leg
swing around like a club whacking the top of her foot against his sore navel
at the same he feels Julie's foot slam into his lower back directly opposite.
It's like being caught sideways between pistons. "Argh" he cries and tries to
sag but the women force him to stand until they are sure he won't collapse
again.

"There that's all over with. Now we can enjoy our prize" Marianne tells him as
he feels around his hurting middle. The thought that these two were going to
take him for their pleasure lifted his spirits and he starts to pull down his
Speedos. "What are you doing!" shrieks Marianne. A long graceful leg swings
forward and pushes a well-shaped foot between his legs. For a second he
thought she was going to kick his balls, but she angles the top of her foot
against his todger and starts rubbing gently back and forth. Oh yes, a foot
job!. Enjoying the stimulation, Gary holds her slim ankle watching the tendons
in her lovely foot move. Her large shapely calve dangles, a magnet for his
hands. Gary leans forward to hold it in his hands feeling its firmness as he
caresses it in his palms while her foot rubs him stiff. He looks along her
sleek long wet sheened thighs to her crotch, oh I really want to get in there
he thinks. Her top is so soaked that it was nothing more than a thin wet
plaster over her slim waist, firm stomach and large breasts. The virtually
nude body in front of him and the feel of her foot rubbing his dick was highly
arousing. "You think we fancy you so much that we're going to bonk your brains
out don't you?" the good-looking dork asked. He didn't need to answer she
could see his rod stiffening.

Marianne's foot withdrew until her only the tips of her toes were in contact
then the bottom of her toes travelled up the front of his Speedos. Gary gasped
as he felt her long flexible toes fold over his shaft in a strong grip and
started squeezing it firmly and rhythmically. "Oh that's good" he moaned at
the sensual massage. Her toes were strong and skilful pumping his manhood
solid. "I could make you shoot your load in no time" she tells him. "Oh yes
please" he sighs lustfully as he grows harder under her manipulations.

He had almost forgotten about Julie until he felt her wet body against his arm
and push her face close to his. "I bet you'd like a threesome" she says softly
then runs her tongue around her lips. "Oh yes" he moans moving in to French
kiss her, but Julie moves back, gently pushing her friend's leg away. He
watches as the younger blonde turns around giving him a good view of her small
tight backside, naked apart from the incredibly thin thong between the cheeks.
"Do you like my arse?" she asks, thrusting it back and forth and moving it
around as she gyrated her hips. Gary was reminded of the girls of West Indian
origin whose booty dances would drive him wild with desire. Julie was nowhere
as skilled as them but the sight still aroused primal lusts. "Phrooar" was the
only sound Gary could make, his dick throbbing. Oh god he wanted to sink
himself up there. "I think that's a yes Julie" Marianne says.

Smiling Julie turns to face him and moved closer until their chests touched.
"In that case have a closer feel" she said taking hold of his right arm then
turning her body slowly. Gary felt her wet hip then buttocks rub against his
groin as she turned, his arm being draped over her shoulder. "Let me give you
an arse job" she said seductively. Gary felt her backside slide back and forth
over his dick then bump into his groin opening a small gap between them before
being pulled back. She repeated this several times in a continuous motion,
bumping his dick with her lovely arse then pulling him back. "Orrr" he moaned,
the sensations had him aching badly, he just wanted to sink his dick up her
arse. Suddenly Julie bumped him away hard, pulled him back sharply as she
leant forward loading Gary onto her back. Gary was forced to the tips of his
toes and felt his stiff dick pressed against her hard backside. "Orrr" he
moaned. Feeling strangely helpless with her arse pressed hard against his
erection was driving his dick crazy. After a few long moments, Julie lowered
him to the ground then repeated the move twice more increasing his lust. Just
as he thought she was going to do it again, Gary was surprised to find himself
not stopping on her back but tumbling head over heels. He landed on his back
raising a small puff of sand, his erection trying to point towards the sky
against the resistance of his Speedos. "Cor nice tent Gary" Marianne said
causing an outbreak of giggles from the two women.

"What the feck was that" Gary said getting to his feet. "Let me show you"
Marianne said softly moving her wet body against him, turning her back against
him then pulling his arms around her. Moving his hands to her breasts, Gary
kneaded the wet mounds, excited to feel how they moved under the slippery
fabric, his erection pressing into her backside. "Ohh god you're sexy" he
moaned with mounting excitement. He was in bliss, groping her boobs and
starting to hump her backside. Suddenly Marianne pulled his right arm away,
bumped her backside hard against his groin and pulled him back swiftly. Gary
felt his groin bump into her arse and roll up it as she bent forward loading
him on her back. He felt himself fall over her shoulders tumbling briefly in
the air until his back reacquainted itself with the sand. "Phoar that looks
painful mate let me help you" he heard Julie commenting on his rampant
erection trying to force its way out of his tight briefs.

Before Gary could react, Julie was lowering herself to into his lap with her
back to him. As she kneeled astride him, she slid back, her thong-covered
backside pressing his hard erection against his stomach aligning it between
her beautiful tight buttocks. He gasped as the pair of fleshy bowling balls
starting sliding back and forth, the sensation driving his cock crazy. "Ohhh
god" he moaned. "I don't think that's a good idea, Julie" Marianne leaned
forward by her friend. As she did, her big bra-less breasts hung like small
torpedoes, the long deep cleavage visible through the damp material. It was
all too much for Gary to take. "Nnnn nnn". Julie shrieked and jumped up
quickly. "Nnnn nnnn nnn nnn". Gary came in long hard spurts. Finally spent, he
laid back on the sand closing his eyes feeling the weak warmth of the sun
against his cheeks. He never had an arse job before and it had been
incredible.

Julie was shrieking "OhMyGod OhMyGod OhMyGod he's got me pregnant!". "You
can't get pregnant like that" her spectacled friend told her. "OhMyGod I need
to wash it off quickly" Julie darted off towards the sea. "You need to wash
off too" Gary heard her say and opened his eyes to see her looking down with a
disgusted face at the sticky mess around his crotch, his stomach and leaking
from his messed briefs.

Getting to his feet Gary slowly sauntered towards sea replaying in his mind
the amazing foot and arse job. "Ow!" Marianne's foot slapped across his
backside like a teacher brandishing a cane. He spun round to face her. "What
the feck did you do that for?" he yells. She walks past him smiling then turns
to confront him. "Run to the sea don't dawdle, we don't have all day" she
tells him. "F you, you gawky dork!" he shouts. Suddenly Marianne rushes
forward, grabs him by the back of his neck and swings a lanky leg towards him.
Gary feels the foot planted against his stomach and sees the blonde fall back
pulling him down after. Falling, he sees her back hit the sand beneath him
then feels a surge of power against his middle as pushes him high over her.
Gary finds himself tumbling high and fast before his back slams into the sand
several feet away from the leggy blonde. "Off" the jolt of the landing knocks
some air out of him.

Lying on the sand in a daze from the throw, he notices Marianne lithely get to
her feet and walk towards him. "If you don't start running, I'll throw you all
the way to the sea" she says. The steely look in her eyes convinces him to get
to his feet but he isn't quick enough. Striding past him, Marianne turns then
runs towards him. Before he has time to think, the blonde repeats the stomach
throw at whiplash speed using her foot against his groin. "Offf" the impact is
harder and Gary lies stunned from the speed being thrown a much greater
distance than before. As his equilibrium settles, he realises that she nearly
knocked him out. This sexy bodied dork is dangerous; this wasn't turning out
to be the sexy fun he was hoping for. A crunch of sand warns him of her
approach. Gary quickly scrambles to his feet and stumbles out of Marianne's
reach.

"Come on love. Give us a break. Look how about you and me get down and dirty
while your friend's away" he says. "Whorrrpp!" Marianne's foot brutally
explodes into his gut driven by a mighty sidekick that causes Gary to stagger
backward. "Borpph" in an uninterrupted fluid motion, the blonde stepped
forward and hammered a sidekick with her other foot into Gary's abused navel
driving him further back. Again and again Marianne marched forward her legs
alternating sidekicks to Gary's once proud abs driving him backwards towards
the sea. Powerful hammers of pain stomped his gut preventing him to catch his
breath. Unable to take the punishment any more, Gary fell to the sand, curled
gasping and sobbing. "Get up cry-baby so I can kick your gut to the sea"
Marianne says. "Hnnnn..please..nnn...tummy hurt..orrgg" he cries.

As Gary lay on his side, tears in his eyes, wishing the terrible ache in his
gut would go away, he was aware of a sandy foot approaching his face. "Look at
me" he heard as he struggled to turn his face skyward to avoid grit being
ground in by her sole. Her foot slid off as he rolled onto his back. "That's
better, now listen good" the deadly dork tells him. Gary looks up her long
shanks to the white briefs covering her crotch. He stops struggling enjoying
the view. "You will run to Julie or else" a foot was raised over his stomach.
With a yelp, Gary got the message and rolled away quickly. Getting to his
feet, he started running aware that Marianne was close behind. He was fast but
with his battered stomach, he couldn't keep up the pace. With fits and starts,
Marianne chased Gary all the way to the sea with hard stinging kicks to his
backside whenever she caught up.

Gary sees Julie running through the shallows towards him. Once more her top is
drenched to transparency showing off every inch of her lovely body. Gary was
enjoying the view so much especially entranced by her breasts jiggling like
wild animals that he didn't notice her face is tight with anger until it was
too late. He sees the lithe bottle blonde vault into air like a long jumper
before wet bare feet slam into his chest. The drop kick knocks Gary backwards
onto his behind. With no time to contemplate his position, he is hauled to his
feet by the furious young woman by his right arm at risk of a broken little
finger bent back hard. Without pause he feels both of her hands clamp his hand
and force it high in the air as she turns and raises her arms then swings them
down in an arc. Gary feels his arm twisted then his body cart-wheeled through
the air before splashing back into the water.

Not giving him time to think and still holding his arm, Julie splashes down by
his side and slams the crook of her leg across his throat. Pulling his arm
between her legs, pivoted over her crotch, she pulls back savagely while
pressing down upon his throat with her leg. "Arghk...my arm" Gary cries as it
feels like his elbow is going to shatter. "Don't break his arm Jules" he hears
Marianne's voice as she lowers herself by his other side. "He deserves it, the
bastard might have got me pregnant" Julie snarls torturing his arm and neck.

"I don't think so. Look why don't we pretend he is our prisoner and we're
interrogating him" Marianne suggests. "O..K" Julie replies. Gary felt his
other arm snatched and saw a leg draped over his face as the dork mirrored her
friend's hold. "Arggk". He felt like he was being crucified with both arms
outstretched against their groins, a feminine leg pressing on his throat and
another uncomfortably across his nose and eye squashing his face. "Arghhh...
Please...no" he tried to beg but the two ignored him as they exerted their
dominance over him. "I think we've softened up the prisoner enough for
questioning" he heard Marianne's voice. With relief the pain in his arms eased
and the legs freed his face and neck.

His relief is short-lived as Julie straddles his body as if mounting a horse,
her backside hovering over his face. For a second he thought in horror that
she was going to sit on his face until he sees her wet glistening legs sliding
back and tuck themselves tightly around his neck. Pert naked buttocks lay high
upon Gary's chest and he couldn't resist feeling them. "Prepare for
questioning prisoner" Julie said. Gary watched in fascination as the small
buttocks before his eyes clenched and tightened with muscular looking ridges
forming near the bottom where they met. The legs around his neck squeezed
hard. "Argh .. Please let me go.. need to go to work" he said as the legs
scissored into his neck. He was shocked at how hard these lovely legs were
gripping his neck. Instinctively he raised his hands to the limbs crushing his
neck surprised at the firmness of her long shapely hamstrings and her hard
thighs. Try as he might, he couldn't budge them to relieve the relentless
pressure. "Work eh?" he heard her say. "Ahh" he grunted, gritting his teeth
against the pain. She's only a girl she can't keep this up surely?. Despite
the pain, he was intrigued by the dip in her buttocks where she was clenching.
Reaching forward he was stunned by how rock hard her ridged glutes were. The
endless pressure was getting too much and he began to feel light headed and
the blood flow to his brain was reduced. "Please.." he croaked.

That's when things got a lot worse. Trying to grit his teeth and close his
eyes against the tight grip around his neck, he felt a leg force its way under
the small of his back. "Mmmmmmmmm" he groaned in agony as his abused tummy was
caught in a powerful body scissors. It felt as if his innards were being
squashed flat, so much so that he found it difficult to breathe properly. In a
panic, Gary reached past Julie's strangling legs to encounter a long slender
rock hard slab of muscle running along Marianne's outer thigh. "Mmmm" the
combined crush was intense and making his head spin wildly. "We've got strong
legs and know how to use them" he heard Marianne say as he struggled to cope
with the brutal dual scissors. With relief Gary finds the pressure slightly
eased off allowing him to breathe better, albeit awkwardly. Julie asked him
"Who do you work for?. Quickly now". "Uh... funfair" he gasps. "Mmmmm" the
brutal twin crush clamped down again. He couldn't believe two pairs of such
beautiful legs could inflict so much pain. His head swam and ears buzzed so
loudly that he almost missed what was said. "Maybe in the summer but not now.
It looked closed to me" Marianne said. "Let's squeeze the truth out of him"
Julie said with glee.

Just as Gary had thought slender girls couldn't squeeze any harder, he felt
Julie fold a calve behind his head drawing his throat tight against her
backside. He felt her raise herself on her arms and a terrifying surge of
power around his neck. "Phrjjkkkk" Gary found himself chocking and his jaw
trapped in a vice-like grip. As if it couldn't get any worse, he felt Marianne
do the same powering a brutal crush on his diaphragm. Oh god she's cutting me
in two, he thought as he struggled for breath. His vision blurred and the
blood pounded in his ears while his eyes and mouth were screwed in agony.
"Hnng hnnng" he tried to thrash about in pain but only his legs could move.
His diaphragm had been squeezed shut; his windpipe clamped tight, the blood to
his brain cut off. His vision faded towards blackness. SLAP!. A stinging slap
burned his cheek, bringing him to his senses. "Oh no you don't. You answer the
question first" Julie had angled her upper body around to look at him. "Arkk"
he could breathe - barely. The girls eased off the pressure a little - but not
much. "I said tell us why you're on this beach" Marianne repeated the question
he didn't remember hearing. "Urrghh please ...got boat" he forced the words
out. Gary was on the verge of passing out when he found his neck suddenly
released.

With Marianne still maintaining a bruising body scissors, all Gary can do is
lie there with the water pooling around the indentation his body is making in
the damp sand. In front of him, Julie falls to her side, her legs sliding
around his neck until he finds his throat held tight in the crook of her leg
as she applies a figure four head scissors. He feels the pressure lift from
his belly and a leg slide out from under him. "What do you do in this boat of
yours" Julie asks. "Arkk ...please....pick up deliveries ...urh ..from ships
...in Wash" it's difficult to answer with your larynx compressed. "Lift" he
hears Marianne's voice. "Urkk". Julie raises her legs pulling his head up by
the neck. Then his head slumps back and he finds it is not touching the water.
As another long leg appears from the other side and hooks itself over Julie's
thigh above the knee he realises with dawning horror that the older girl is
applying another figure four scissor hold on top of the first. "Urrkk" the
pressure is too much shutting his larynx. "What sort of deliveries" Julie
asks. "...". "Jules he can't talk ease off a bit". "Kkeesh live ...stock" he
croaks, forcing the few precious fragments of air he can gulp into sounds..
"Oh, livestock" the younger one says. To Gary it seemed that they both tried
to stretch out together squeezing hard. Imagine a clamp has been put around
your neck then tightened so that you can hardly breathe. Then another clamp is
put next it to around your neck and also tightened. That's what Gary felt like
as the strong legs of Julie were squeezed by the stronger legs of Marianne.
With his windpipe clamped shut Gary frantically tried grabbing at the legs
that trapped him but other hands pulled them away. Starved of oxygen, Gary's
body began to shut down.

*******

SPLASH. Gary comes round spluttering salty seawater from his mouth and nose,
his eyes stinging. SPLASH another small wave rolls over him. He sits up to
find himself surrounded by shallow water sitting in a depression in the wet
sticky sand. Getting to his feet, he notices the crazy women a lot further
away back digging in the sand. Looking beyond them he spots a couple walking
in the distance across the dunes. Suddenly Gary is running across the vast
sandy plain, waving his hands frantically, shouting at the top of his voice.
"Help!. Please Help Me!". They've seen me thank God. "Please help me!" he
yells. Why are the stupid people waving back?. "No. Help". Suddenly a weight
cannons into his back sending him crashing to the sand. A second body lands on
the first. "No don't go" he cries weakly as the couple walk off thinking the
young man and women are just playing.

"No please no more" he begs as the weights shift about on his back. "Bad
prisoner, trying to escape. You must be punished for that" Julie's voice says.
A slender female arm slips around his neck and Gary finds his torso pulled
back forcing him to his knees. Another arm joins the first then he is pulled
over onto his back. Lying uncomfortably on a couple of legs, he notes with
alarm the vixens sitting either side of him. Too late, the legs spring like a
mousetrap capturing its prey, clamping his body tight. Julie is continuing the
assault on his poor gut squeezing his middle like a tube of toothpaste while
Marianne's sleek thighs compress his ribs. "Please..no..more" he pleads, his
diaphragm in torment. "Who do you work for" Marianne asks. "A....please...self
employed" he forces the words out. "So who do deliver the livestock to?" she
asks. "Please....". "Can you feel your ribs bending?" she asks. He can, her
strong legs are pushing down his sternum and he can feel his ribcage bending.
"Please...you'll break them" he gasps in terror. "Then answer the question"
she replies. "Crook of ... Ugley". For some reason both vixens squeeze down so
hard that his head spins and he almost blacks out. "K..k..k", The pressure
eases. "Guy Crook is in jail you liar" Julie screams at him, she looks so
furious that it scares him. "Please...legs ..too strong" he begs. "Then tell
us the truth" Julie shouts. "Arghh..I am...Crook of Ugley...urghh.urghh can't
breath.. Ted Hawkins". The scissors tighten again. Much too tight, can't
breathe, ribs bending, too dark

*******

SPLASH Gary has a case of déjà vu coughing up seawater as he comes around. He
sits up feeling his bruised stomach and ribs, nothing seemed to be broken. The
crazy bitches are not too far away digging in the sand. Quietly he tries to
stand up but Julie spots him and runs towards him. Gary starts running too but
the punishment inflicted on his gut and diaphragm makes it difficult to run
fast and the bottle blonde quickly closes in. Gary knows he can't outrun her
so turns to face her, he notices the gawky one is now running. "Please!, leave
me alone". But its too late, Julie somersaults over and over springing from
her hands and feet then legs are flying up like tentacles to wrap around his
neck. Twisting to one side her bodyweight hanging from his neck, she throws
him to the sand. To his surprise she stands up and removes her thong. Gary is
transfixed by the sight of her neatly trimmed small dark bush. Oh my god, he's
going to have her after all. "Have you got the sun cream?" she asks her friend
who has just arrived. "I don't think this is a good idea" Marianne says. "Just
pin him and let me do this" Julie replies. Gary feels Marianne kneel from
behind upon his shoulders and looks up to see her crotch tantalisingly close
to his face.

A stream of sun cream pours over his abs then Julie lowers herself on to his
stomach and begins to slide back and forth. "I told you I wanted to fuck your
abs" she says as she rides his six-pack. Marianne lowers her backside on his
face blocking his view. He can swear he feel Julie's erect clit rubbing
against him and that turns him on. "Ooh this is good Mar you should try it"
she says as she builds to a constant rhythm. The sexual tension builds and
Gary finds himself getting hard, he's never had a woman making love to his abs
before. It wasn't only him getting turned on as Marianne angled forwards so
that her crotch was slowly rubbing over his nose and lips. Gary was amazed, he
had never had a woman work herself off his face before either, he was really
aching now. Here he was satisfying two babes at the same time, and without
using his cock. Julie was really pressing herself hard against his abs, he was
sure he could feel her pussy lips as well as her clit working itself off over
his washboard. The woman on his face was sliding deep and hard over his face
that he was afraid she would break his nose. Despite that, the sexually
charged atmosphere gave him a huge boner which he wanted to plunge into one of
them and he didn't care which. Gary didn't know who came first; the moans of
the women were indistinguishable to him. This was a first for him; two women
had pleasured themselves with his body at the same time.

He was raging hard as both women got off him, sated in their lust. As
Marianne's crotch lifted off his face, the urge was irresistible, his dick too
hard. Gary scrambled to his knees and threw himself at the blonde pushing her
backwards onto the sand. Jumping on top of her he fought her flailing arms as
she put up a struggle. "Come on love, you've had yours. Now it's your turn to
satisfy my dick". A weight fell on his back and Julie's arm slid around his
neck in a headlock. Bracing herself with her legs she pulled him off her
friend and fell backwards pulling him down on top of her. Gary felt her legs
snake inside his calves then pull his legs apart in a form of grapevine.

Gary sees the fury blazing in the gawky woman's magnified blue eyes. Her small
mouth was tight but the prominent upper lip made it look more like a sexy pout
which Gary had the urge to kiss. She leant over his waist resting her hands
upon his knees, pressing his grapevined legs to bend painfully outwards.
"Arghh no please I'm sorry" he pleads as the ligaments at his top of legs
scream their protest. He sees the dork pull her right knee back and knows
what's coming but there's nothing he can do about it. "Please no" he begs.
"You...Bastard" Each word is emphasised by her slender bony knee hammering
into his balls, cruelly crushing his erection. "How...Dare...You" over and
over Gary feels his aching nuts caught between her hammering knee and his
body. Each blow causes his legs to scream torment as Julie locks them wide.
"How..Dare..You" she yells not letting up the pummelling of his groin. Gary is
in tears, crying uncontrollably. "Mar!. That's enough" Julie tells the older
woman. "Bastard!" one final knee slams hard between his legs and stays there
crushing his nads against his body before she stands up glaring at him. As
Julie releases his legs and pushes him off her, Gary curls into a ball,
whimpering, clutching his nuts.

He hears the vixens whispering to each other, but he is in too much of a world
of pain to care. His balls are ache badly, his gut pains, his ribs and neck
are sore. He just wants to be left alone. However these hot-bodied crazies
have other ideas. Taking hold of each of his hands, they force the sobbing
wreck of a man to his feet, bending his fingers back while stretching out his
arms to each side between them. "Please leave me alone" he sobs. He feels his
hands released and he starts to slump. "Stand up straight prisoner or I'll let
Marianne smash your balls some more" Julie says standing in front of him with
Marianne by her side. "We will now execute you" Julie says. Before he has time
to react, he sees two blurred legs kick high towards him. Gary felt a fearsome
double kick hammering each side of his neck, like being caught between two
swinging baseball bats.

SPLASH! Gary comes around coughing and spluttering as a large wave rolled over
him. His ears are under water; the tide has turned, the sea risen. SPLASH!
Another delivers more salty water to sting his eyes and get in his nose.
Trying to rise he finds he can't, he is laying under several inches of wet
gloopy sand. He remembers the hole that the crazy chicks had been digging!.
SPLASH!. Frantically he tried to move his body but the weight and cohesiveness
of the wet sand put up a strong resistance. SPLASH! Oh god I'm going to
drown!. Furious rocking his body he managed to break the suction and free his
upper torso. A short while later he had worked the rest of him free. The tide
was coming in fast now and it would soon get dark.

A young man walked through the shallows and across the beach. Occasionally he
rubs his sore neck, aching gut and bruised ribs. He stops to pick up his
discarded rucksack and continues across the sand. Soon his destination is
apparent. A long wooden hut at the scrub in a remote part of the beach few
people tread. Manipulating a combination lock, he unlocks and opens the door
and goes inside. A minute later he reappears wheeling out a small open boat
with an engine on a trolley. Leaving the boat, he goes back inside the hut and
walks over a small radio transmitter and microphone. Switching the unit on, he
speaks "Black Tango, this is Alpha Foxtrot. Come in Black Tango. Over". A
burst of loud static comes through the speakers then a voice. "Alpha Foxtrot
this is Black Tango receiving you loud and clear, over". "What is your
position?, over" "We are anchored just outside The Wash. Ready to make the
drop-off. Over". "I'll be there in half and hour. Over". "Good. The sooner the
better these slaves smell awful, over and out". Gary switches off the
transmitter.

Suddenly a soft but strong arm wraps around his neck from behind and locks
itself into a tight sleeper hold. "Arg" he clasps the arm strangling his neck
but he can't move it. A familiar voice speaks "what'che doing mate?". Another
familiar voice "something naughty I think". Oh no! The crazy vixens. He
struggles in vain but the hold is too tight and the arms too strong.

*******

I was leaning against the car door reading a book when I saw the girls emerge
from the toilet block having changed into dry clothes. Glancing at the Coast
Guard helicopter flying overhead and out to sea to join the Customs Cutter
which I had seen earlier, they ran across the sand and grass of the near empty
car park towards me.

I stood up to greet them and was rewarded with lovely hug and kiss from
Marianne that tingled my loins. I think Julie noticed my reluctance to let go
of my sister in-law. She sidled up, pressed her body against me and gave me a
long deep kiss that got me throbbing. Marianne gave her admonishing look then
said "Jim, I think we'd better go. It's getting late and it's a long way
home".

As we got in the car watching the arriving Police cars, sirens and lights
blazing, I asked them "Have a good day at the beach girls?". "Marvellous Jim"
Marianne replied from the passenger seat. "Yes, we can't wait to work for you
again. Can we Jim?" Julie asked from the rear.

Driving past the old lighthouse, a TV van hurtles into the cliff top car park.
Marianne gave me an enquiring look.

"Makes things more difficult to cover things up when it's broadcast live on
air, don't you think" I said.

****

A phone rings and is picked up. "Sir Anthony Jones" the man introduces
himself.

"The collection has been made. A marvellous piece of engineering. Quite
remarkable given its age. In fact I would say unique wouldn't you?" a man's
voice replies.

"You fool. You were meant to wait until the Professor had translated the
diaries"

"Over zealousness on the part of our agent. I'm sure you can find another
expert"

"I suppose so. You will make arrangements for its delivery to me at once"

"The American military have offered 10 million dollars for the device"

"You work for us"

"Sir Anthony, as a banker I'm sure you'll well appreciate the law of the
greedy fat bastard. I'll make sure you are invited to the auction"

The line went dead.