Chapter Nine
It was the fourth Friday of her contract and time for another session with Max. This one, however, had more anticipation behind it than others—if that were possible.
The day before, Caroline had made her way along the craggy shore line, past the outcropping of rocks, which separated Mesquite Beach from the secluded cove beyond. Indeed, there were many more people on the far beach than she’d ever seen there before. Obviously, it had become well known in recent years, for those needing a place of freedom away from the regulations of a more conventional world.
Taking off her clothes—first her shorts and then her tank top—she was quickly naked amid dozens of other naked sunbathers. Some ignored her—the naturalists. Others noticed her svelte, long-legged form—those out for thril
