After weeks of nervous, tormented longing, I grew a pair of proverbial balls and asked Dorsal out on a date. Can you blame me? Chick is hot. Anyway, after the relief of our introductory exchanges and a very sexually charged handshake, we chose the sweeping shores of Malibu as a backdrop for a romantic little stroll. As we exchanged pleasantries and learned about each other, I sensed glints of suggestion in her alluring eyes. Was I dreaming? My lips ached to be kissed by her equally sexy lips! Within minutes, we became less shy and progressively more forward with our desire for each other, lacing sexual undertones throughout the conversation and giving each other sex eyes! Next thing we knew, our clothes (and inhibitions) had been tossed to the salty ocean wind as we rolled about in the sands locked unabashedly in a sexy naked embrace. Are you jealous? You should be.