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The dunes of Maspalomas were a perfect place to get lost in, and a favorite haunt for naturalists.
Here they could hide away and get an all over tan.
Today, however, Tom did not get the solitude he had hoped for. He sighted two women, who'd obviously seen him approaching, and swiped his towel up. Looking down, however, he spied a stirring more than embarrassment in his loins.