Story Note: An old sequel to my "Palms and Waves" Story, not sure if i should continue it or not.

Chapter 1: Back to The Shore!

Monday July 1st 2013

Huntington Beach, California

Beck and Jade- 7:00- Morning

Driving down the Interstate in Beck's Red Chevrolet avalanche truck, Beck drove as best as he could while getting Head from Jade who was working him like a champ. She rarely came up for air which was bad because at any moment Beck would blow his seed if she didn't stop. In the back seat were Jade's travel bags and tied down in the back of Beck's truck were his own bags.

"Jade…you do know that…we'll have all the time in Huntington to do this."

Jade rose her head up, tossed her hair back and pulled the zipper of her jeans down.

"Babe what are you doing? We can't do that here…we're gonna crash and die" Beck warned her.

Jade pulled her pants down, moved her panties to the side and worked her way on top of Beck. She used her hand to grab his rod and position it right at her entrance, when she felt him ready, she sat down on him and grinded herself on him. Her loud moans were enticing, but her hair was tickling his face, especially his nose. He had to get his head under her arm to focus on the road and hoped he would reach the Shore House before the pleasure got to his head.

Robbie and Trina- 8:00 Morning

Robbie Shapiro who came to the shore house last year in a silly black moped, upgraded to a black 2004 Acura TL. Most the help for buying this car came from Trina Vega, his girlfriend of 1 year and still going strong. Last time he came as his usual self, but with a little help from Trina, Robbie was indistinguishable from any other person rocking the jersey look if he was in New Jersey. With Trina's bags and things inside the Car, Robbie took the trunk of the car and took off with his girlfriend.

While on the Interstate, Trina pulled out her phone and began to take pictures of herself licking a lollipop and a few others with Robbie and her Kissing. Robbie decided to turn up the radio but Trina smacked his hand, she placed her Pear phone to the car connector and began to play an old 80's song.

"you didn't have to smack my hand away Trina. You could have just said that you-"

"yeah whatever babe, that's not my style"

"He's on the level if he's inclined.

He want's mine and more.

Ooh, he's a high, high climber.

Not just a clinging vine.

He made the grade, he made his mark, Senor,

And guess who's keeping score?

Rush rush got the yeyo?

Buzz buzz, gimme yeyo.

Rush rush got the yeyo?

Uh oh.

Yo yo, no no yeyo.

Uh oh."

"How did I know you were gonna play this song Trina."

"You didn't, now shut up, I plan on playing all my 80's songs till we reach the shore house.

"There is no God, I knew it" Robbie claimed.

"Shut up Robbie, sit back, drive and enjoy…you do that and you can have me later on."

"Oh ima have you, if not by invitation than by other means."

Cat and Andre- 8:30- Morning

Driving Cat and himself on the interstate in his 1970 Chevelle ss 454 was Andre Harris, the third couple to join the fun at the shore house was on their way, Andre and Cat shared the back seats of the car and the Trunk for their bags and things. Unlike Beck and Jade who had sex wherever Jade felt like or Robbie and Trina who seemed to have spontaneous fights only to have make up sex; Sex came easy to Cat and Andre and they rarely fought. And even if they did, whoever started it would always apologize. They were not a perfect couple though, sometimes Andre's eyes wandered somewhere else away from Cat, and Cat's mind wasn't always where it was suppose to be.

One would always need the other to balance the other out, or to think for, but either way it went both of them loved each other very much.

Cat pulled out a small bottle of bubbles and began to blow some bubbles inside the car, Andre slowly turned his head to see what she was doing. Cat smiled and giggled when she saw the bubbles smack into the windshield and into Andre's face.

"Cat, can you please save that for when I'm not driving. It's hard enough with so many cars in our way."

"Aww, do you want to blow some bubbles too Andre?"

"Not really, just put that away until we get to the shore house." he told Cat, she placed the bottle of bubble soap away and reached for something in the backseat.

Andre adjusted his rear view mirror to get a better look at her rear, it was a good thing she was wearing jeans shorts, he knew how much she loved to wear dresses, skirts and if she happened to wear any of those today than shorts, well he would have gotten more than just a look at the shape of her plump ass.

She pulled out a bag of potato chips and opened it up, she took a chip out and began to slowly crunch on it, if it wasn't one thing with her then it was another that got on Andre's nerves.

Tori Vega, 9:00- Morning

Borrowing her sister's silver prius for this trip was Tori who coming alone on this trip to the shore house, Darrius Miller who she had befriended last year could not go this time around for he had moved out of California with his father. In a turn of events before getting the letter from Paragon Corporation to come over again, Darrius and Tori went steady at first. But Darrius's charm was truly too much for the young Vega to resist. After becoming more than friends, and enjoying each other's flesh for a year, Tori hated to say goodbye.

At first she resisted coming back to the shore house, even if she did go back who could she meet this time around who could be as kind and charming as Darrius? Beck came to mind, but he was off limits as long as Jade was around. This time around she would not bother trying to get into his pants, if anything she would let him try to get into hers. It did not mean at first try she would spread for him, why? Let him prove himself.

"Yeah Jade….Yo Jade guess what….Me and him, we did the Grown Up. I was like, Oh, uh, yeah right there…keep hitting it!"

Tori spoke to herself, trying to act tough and out of character for a bit.

"close, but that's not what I would say…" Tori drifted out of it for a bit thinking back to all the curses and lines she shouted when She was firmly under Darrius on his bed, her legs wrapped so tightly around him and his luscious lips kissing her up and down her neck.

She wasn't an angel or even pure for that matter, she was just as guilty as any girl in school, but at least she didn't go whoring herself out. Tori was a one guy kind of girl, Tori snapped out of her altered state of mind and found herself turning the wheel quickly before she crashed into a semi. She breathed a large sigh of relief before cracking up, she turned her Pear phone on which was connected to an FM transistor. She turned it to a song for nightclubs in the Dominican Republic, even though she was half Puerto Rican.

(!) "Next Chapter the Crew reunites, Bedrooms are chosen again."