We always took advantage of living in Southern California. I enjoyed visiting the various tourist spots with the family. The tar pits. Sunset Boulevard. Hollywood and Vine. The movie studios.
But I really loved going to Sea World. We went there several times each year with the family. In fact we were there so many times that they offered me a job for the summer. I didn't take it because I didn't want to leave my Uncle Herman. He would sneak into my room when Aunt Lily had passed out and he would do strange and wonderful things to my body. His huge prehensile tongue would lap up my clito.....err I loved my Uncle Herman.
But then Uncle Herman left us and we were all alone. So I decide to move down to San Diego and study marine biology. The biology stuff was very interesting to me. My all time favorites were the seals. One in particular. Salty the seal was very well trained. He loved fish and was so kind and gentle. He would come up and take the fish right out of my hand. Especially tuna. Salty loved tuna.
I lived to get in the pool. I would swim with the dolphins. Hitch a ride on a seat turtle. I even frolicked with the Seals. Or I would just hang out on the edge of the pool in my new bikini.
I particularly loved when everyone would leave and would have the park to myself. In the early morning or on holidays. One day I decided to lay out and sun bathe. In the nude. To get an all over tan. I fell asleep in the sun. As I dozed I felt a familiar sensation. A long sensuous lick by a thick tongue. I mummered "Oh Uncle Herman...is that you?" But alas it wasn't.
I had to leave my job after that. You see I had to give up Salt. It was addicting.
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"I even frolicked with the Seals."
The Seals or the SEALs?
Coronado's right down the road, y'know.
So glad you got your SoCal geography correct. You've blown it in the past -- in this very series, IIRC.
chickelite, please email so I can add you. We miss your posts.
I don't know if you looked at stats but your posts reliably get the most views.
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