Ages and Stages

     We spread our towels in the section of Herring Cove beach, which is always filled with lesbians. It's almost an unwritten understanding that straight families occupy the first 1/4 of the beach near the parking lot and bath houses (with toilet & shower). The next area, about ½ of the beach area is usually 100% lesbian occupied. Then at the far ¼ of the beach the gay men hang out. They enjoy escaping into the dunes not only to pee but to have sex….so they don't mind being at the far end of the beach. We spread our towels then lifted our beers as a toast to this wonderful beach. We spread our towels in the section of Herring Cove beach, which is always filled with lesbians. It's almost an unwritten understanding that straight families occupy the first 1/4 of the beach near the parking lot and bath houses (with toilet & shower). The next area, about ½ of the beach area is usually 100% lesbian occupied. Then at the far ¼ of the beach the gay men hang out. They enjoy escaping into the dunes not only to pee but to have sex….so they don't mind being at the far end of the beach. We spread our towels then lifted our beers as a toast to this wonderful beach. 

     After our first beer and commenting on various women and couples Lesley said, "so, are you bold enough to try the water?" That mid-afternoon, in early June, there were about 5 or 6 women in the water. And they were not really swimming in the ocean. We had seen numerous women approach the water hesitantly and begin walking slowly until they got in to about their knees then squeal and turn back to their towels. 

    "Sure, I'm tough I can do better than those girls", I said. Lesley grabbed my hand and lifted me up. "Here we go!!" she said. As our toes entered the water we knew this was one of those challenging situations of who can go in the furthest. Later, that night, I learned this tolerance can also be applied to sex. I only managed to get to about my knees. Lesley had to show that she's stronger so she kept walking until her chest was submerged. Walking back to my towel I heard - - "See what I can do!" Lesley wanted my attention for her accomplishment. Both back on our towels we sipped our beers with a toast to the water saying "we do respect you but can't wait for you to get warner". Upon finishing that beer we packed up and drove back to the Holiday Inn to dress for dinner. 

…… We were seated at a window with full view of the ocean and then noticed a fireplace blazing in the corner. In New England the first week of June is still chilly so we had dressed in long pants, blouse with sweater for the evening. As we lifted our wine glasses Lesley said, "let this be a very fine evening" …. We ordered a bottle of wine and some shrimp cocktail for an appetizer and the night began so pleasantly..…. 
After an intense emotional conversation, I thought,.… Wow, I have some pretty heavy thinking to do! At the end of the weekend I would be going back to work and see Ian, how will that feel?….. You know, although I am a realist but sometimes reality is VERY hard…… 

….Guess I'll give it all my energy for now, I thought. We left the restaurant and drove to the parking lot in the center of Provincetown - parked and headed to the "Pied Piper", an exclusive lesbian bar. As we walked away from the car Lesley said (with her so appropriately chosen words) "AND NOW for some serious dancing! Let us enjoy the night---"  The Pied Piper has been "The" lesbian nightclub in Provincetown for decades. Even women who don't drink go there to enjoy an evening with women. After 9 pm the place is about 50% occupied - 10:00 pm it's packed. An atmosphere of all women, dancing in the one room with a wrap-around balcony with glass sliding doors along the dance floor created a very open environment. The sound of ocean waves and the moon light seemed to wrap around you - thus if you are not with a woman too long. Soon you would find one to share conversation and perhaps a dance with. If you are lucky you didn't go home alone. In those days, many single women would go to Provincetown just to meet new women. Often it was a weekend mission! 

…..While standing at the bar women would begin talking with another, often a stranger, as they awaited their turn to order. By the time their drinks were served they would have a sip and go to the balcony together. After finishing their drink and initial conversation a dance would follow. Usually to a fast disco song. Then if their conversation continued so would the dances. Within 1 hr. or two they'd be dancing to slow songs. And eventually they would leave the "Pied&" together……… many romances began at the Pied Piper. 

…..The moon was nearly full. It was a perfect summer night on Cape Cod. We danced much of the night. But we each certainly had thoughts about going back to the Holiday Inn. The day had been planned by Lesley and orchestrated perfectly. Nothing too outrageous just a nicely flowing day. Neither of us wanted to be exhausted leaving the "Pied" so we left around 12:30 – 1:00 am. Arriving at our room we showered together which was a nice prelude to making love. Teasing in the water was always exciting. Drying each other continued the sensual arousal.
I got into bed first and took the remote controller to turn the TV on and select a channel. As Lesley laid next to me she said "you don't think we are going to watch TV do you?"
"I just thought we'd watch a little TV…." The next thing I knew she had turned the TV off and began kissing me from my neck, shoulders, breasts……….