filled vacation books. We sipped drinks laden with rum as our toes fiddled the warm sands of Bay Rouge in French St. Martin. We both had our suit tops down exposing most of our ample breasts. Life was good. I first noticed the Fabio hair from behind. It was black, wet and nearly reached the small of his back. A back that was rippled with hard ripe muscles that glistened in the warm Caribbean sun
. The smell of fresh cooked ribs and chicken mingled with the smell of the ocean. We both noticed him at the same time. He stood chest deep in the clear water and smoothed his long beautiful hair back out of his face. He dove beneath the clear waters and disappeared. We looked at each other and laughed. We were both retired and assumed that having bodies
like that between the sheets was a thing of the past with us. Without speaking we touched our plastic cups filled with Bahama Mamas and toasted to a time gone by. We were involved in deep conversation about where to eat dinner when we both noticed that the Adonis
had turned in our direction. He was walking towards us. Directly towards us. The water was now at his slender waist
and we could see his rippled front. Again, we salivated and looked at each other as we silently admired his six pack. "10". We both said it at the same time. When he emerged full bodied out of the water he walked directly towards us. He was immediately surrounded by his comrades. They spoke French to each other. My friend and I returned our attention to the books on our laps. I saw the legs first. They were tan, luciously muscled, sprinkled with thin hair and dripping water onto the hot sand in front of our beach chairs. He was standing directly over us with his towel
thrown over his back. He proudly displayed the bulge in his speedo.
He started talking to us. We didn't understand a word. It really did not matter of course, because he had only two teeth on the bottom and three on the top. The inside of his mouth was disgusting. Talk about disappointing. He spoke enough English for us to relay the message that we were not interested in whatever he was selling
and he walked away shrugging his shoulders. We held the laughter in our bellies. After all, he was with several other people. My friend and I slapped five that we had really been taken for a ride with fate on that one. We settled back into our beach chairs, sipped our Bahama Mamas
and continued to read.
and he walked away shrugging his shoulders. We held the laughter in our bellies. After all, he was with several other people. My friend and I slapped five that we had really been taken for a ride with fate on that one. We settled back into our beach chairs, sipped our Bahama Mamas and continued to read.
. This is usally a very good idea. After several visits to a particular region we learn that there are requirements for 
establishments. They may seem very simple to us, but workers must be tested on a regular basis for various communicable diseases that may be passed on to customers during food preparation. This establishment is built on the ruins of a hotel distroyed by hurricane Lewis. It sits nestled on the corner between two Timeshare Hotels, the Atlantis Casino and the American Medical School of St Martin. It has changed a lot since it was first noticed peeping up through the ruins of the devastated building. The 
is owned and operated by a man we know only as BB. This is BB's Corner Grille. BB's specialty is Baby Back Ribs. Ribs are popular on the Island. 
. Sauce is optional. Ribs may be purchased without the sides and taken back to the room where more desirable sides may be added. It is a pleasant place to sit, listen to music, talk to passers by and the employees who have free time in the down season. BB's Corner Grille also serves various 
, beer, grilled chicken and alcoholic beverages. It is a short walk from the University, Atlantis Casino, and Sapphire Beach Club. 
