Terry’s POV,
As I sat there, watching people. Vacationers walked up and down in front of me in a continuous stream: Some families, some groups of young guys, some groups of young girls. The warm weather, even so early in the day, prompted some very skimpy clothing.
Girls in tiny swimsuits were attracting my attention. I had on my sunglasses to disguise where I was looking. Then a strange thing happened. A young man about 20 passed in front of me. He was wearing speedos and nothing else. Just carrying a bag and a drink.
His slim, smooth body somehow distracted me. I turned my head as he passed and watched him. From the rear, I watched his bottom as he walked away. He moved like a girl and I found myself staring. He turned his head and looked at me. There was nobody near him. It was obvio
