Dream?

"Jim, we can make it look like it was all a dream. Just take her back to where you found her, and she will think she fell asleep and dreamt the whole thing!"

"Sir, that's a BRILLIANT idea. The beach is deserted now that the sun is down. She seems like a heavy sleeper, so we can probably get away with it." Jim said.

With a nod, the two men gathered her belongings and were able to pick her up. They marched over to where Jim had picked her up at, and laid down her towel. Then they gently placed Jamie on the towel, placing her bikini next to her, and her purse near her head.

"Man, did you glimpse her nipples? She seems ready to go, if you know what I mean." Jim's boss commented.

"Yeah, she seemed a bit...wet too." Jim blushed.

"Too bad we can't have any fun with her. Oh, the cuffs. We gotta unlock the cuffs."

Jim leaned over, and rolled Jamie onto her stomach and uncuffed her, her knees planted on the ground, her face buried in her towel, making her bare ass point straight up.

"Hmm, you're right, Jim. She is pretty wet, but we have to leave her be. Don't want to get caught molesting a defenseless woman.

With that, the two men left the sleeping naked beauty.