Steamy Diaries
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?"
I turned to see a middle-aged man glaring at me, his face red with anger. I realized then that I had been so caught up in my own pleasure that I had forgotten about the potential consequences.
"I...I was just...um..." I stammered, trying to come up with an excuse.
But the man wasn't having it. "You were masturbating in public, you pervert," he said, his voice laced with disgust. "I should call the police."
I felt a wave of panic wash over me. I had never been in this situation before, and I didn't know what to do. I looked around, hoping to find someone who might be willing to vouch for me, but the beach was empty.