"What reasons?" considers. smiling.

yes... quite an urban beach, even a bit risky

but i like it here

do you come here for the same reasons?

"I can just imagine. Girl like you!"
massaging your hairless but cute little pussy with my crop.
grins, noticing you're seeping.
"I like to train runners - for racing."

Bloody Marys for Bastille Day

~Deciding to test out one, whilst pondering else.~

"The beach? There's a beach."
Obviously I was a fan!

shall we walk down to the beach?
it's such a beautiful day
and you are amazingly beautiful too!

"Hi there!" glancing after the guy as he leaves

pussies & cream for Wimbledon

almost shaking with relief
as that ominous man drifts away

smiling a welcome to you

then good day, Sir

"Have a good rest of your day."

Smiles.

the wind seems to cooperate with You
lifting and billowing my thin scarf
revealing beachwear

i know i must be blushing

Settles for a few while workin'

glancing

I'll look for you next time I'm here

just letting you know
I'm out of time now
sad
as I really like stories starting like this one

scanning you ... body and soul... leaving you open
exposed
vulnerable

well, Sir? daring to reply

hypnotized almost
nerves jarred, feeling so exposed
though i'm dressed