Sex on a Beach

You look over at Mia. “Where are we headed?”

“After that? I want to lay on a beach, drink a cool drink, and make love to you.”

“We can make that happen. Kenzi beach is only a three hour drive.”

“Have I told you, I love you?”

“Not lately, but who can blame you. It’s been a bit crazy. By the way, what did the preacher whisper to you?”

“I…I don’t remember. The whole thing is just hazy.”

“I suppose it’s not important. Whatever he said died with him.”

You drive, paying close attention to the speed limit. A cop car pulls out from a speed trap behind you.

“Shit! We’re so screwed if he pulls over.”

Mia looks calm. “Relax. Panicking won’t help.”

He turns on his lights.

You debate gunning it, instead you cross your fingers and pull over.

The cop gets out. He slowly walks to your car.

“License.”

“Do you need the registration?”

“No. It pulls up with the plate. You Mia Marconi?” He looks over at Mia.

Mia looks surprised. “Yes that’s me.”

“Sorry to bother you folks. A couple of kids in a Ferrari. You know how that looks.”

You feel like he’s talking to you.

“Anyway, sorry to have bothered you.”

Mia squeaks. “Thank you officer.”

He pulls away, and you start the car.

“What the hell? How is this car registered to you?”

“No idea. I’m not looking a gift horse in the mouth though.”

You continue driving. Three hours later you end up in a little tourist town. It’s past season and quite deserted.

Mia gives you a loving smile. “Thanks for the beach, Jamaal. Now let’s get a towel and some drinks and head to beach.”