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Beach and Shower With Anais

School is finally over. I’ve been busting my ass all semester long to get straight A’s and I’ve been needing to cool off. I live in Southern California and the weather has picked up to more than 100 degrees and it’s only June. Let’s hope it won’t blaze too hard in the next couple of months. But either way, I just know that I need a break and just sit around by the pool for some fun.

I’ve not only been working hard on my college finals, but I’ve been spending hours at the gym getting all ripped. I knew it was going to be a hot summer so I wanted to look good outside. My abs are really starting to show and I worked hard on those biceps. What better way to show them off than at the beach? A beach day is exactly what I need to unwind. I just had no idea what the day had left for me…

I decided to take a day out to one of the warmest beaches in the city. It’s one of the great ones since the weather is nice, plus it’s not too crowded. So I made my way over there and parked my car on the street. I grabbed a towel and got out. Definitely perfect weather to lay out in the sun. Once I found a good spot in the sand, I laid my towel down and took a seat. I looked around at the view. Not too many people around so I figured it would be a slow day. Might as well get a tan. So I removed my shirt and rubbed some sunscreen on myself. Then I laid down and let the sun do its trick.

So warm, I thought. Might as well make myself comfortable.

I turned over on my side and closed my eyes for a minute. When I opened them, that’s when I saw her.

There was a gorgeous blonde girl walking towards the water in her black bikini. She looked so exotic. So beautiful. Someone I only envisioned in my wildest dreams.

I would see hot blondes in bikinis at the beach all the time. But something about this girl was different. She had amazing curves. The way her waist looked in that swimsuit was really hot. She almost seemed foreign. Definitely not someone from around here.

She walked through the shore soaking her legs in the water. The breeze blew through her hair and all I could do was stare. She was so exotic-looking. The type who would have a thick accent and probably a fireball in the sack. What was she doing here in the United States? Theoretically, I could ask her this, but we haven’t met.

I thought about getting up and making my way through the water to get her attention. Turns out I didn’t have to. She saw me first.

She turned around and noticed me laying down. She locked eyes with me. I could’ve looked away to keep it cool, but I didn’t want to. She didn’t either. Because she kept her eyes in my view as if she found the prize.

I gave her a slight heads-up to acknowledge her. She smiled.

Why is this gorgeous babe staring me down? What kind of connection was I making here?

She then gave me the finger gesture that asked me to come over. I looked around just to make sure she wasn’t looking at anyone else. Nope. No one was around. So I got up and ...