Nils thought if Jamie wore her lace top out on the beach, an interesting suntan might result. “What about the bottom?” Jamie wonders. Nils hands her an orange belt. With a grin, Jamie says, “Fine, as long as you go stark naked.”

Unfortunately it rained. “Too bad,” Jamie says.

“Yes,” Nils agrees. “Maybe tomorrow.”

“But you could paint a picture of us in the sun,” Jamie suggests.

“I could,” Nils says, “if you give me explicit instructions.”

“Explicit, huh?” Jamie says, that grin returning to her face. “Okay, the way I picture it, I’m wearing the orange belt and the lace top, and the sun is beating down. You’re lying on the sand, but there’s no way I want any sand in my puss.”