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Post by cameron on Feb 20, 2012 16:48:44 GMT -5
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The sun was shining and the summer flowers were blossoming to the warmth of the summer air. There were few tiny clouds in the sky but none that threatened the beautiful mood of the hot April day. It was bound to rain soon, very likely tonight, but people seemed to enjoy the day for as long as it could last. It was only an hour into the afternoon when a young boy arrived at the beach wearing only a shirt and jeans. Naturally, a boy his age should have been at school at this time of the day; however, he was a student who attended school at home, and for the day his lesson was over. It was too beautiful for the teacher not to enjoy and so she had dismissed the child earlier than usual, even taking him to the beach in the process.
He pointed out a private spot of the beach that was very much secluded from all the others, even though people were scarce on the sandy shore. There was a slight breeze that caused a slight drop in the temperature, but the sun was stronger and continued to shine on, beaming with pride its powerful light over the humans. As the boy approached the edge of the water he had stripped off his shirt and tossed it to the side. Because he was commando he didn't always wear his swimwear , so once he had discarded his jeans, for he did not want the salt water to ruin them, he was standing in the nude with his hands on his hips. His body build was admirable because he was skinny and yet he was also muscular, giving off an air of athleticism around him.
His dark brown hair fluttered in the breeze as his darker brown eyes scanned the empty horizon. No ships were in sight, and the waves seemed pretty big today. The breeze was stronger near the water and he enjoyed it quite a lot. He began to wade into the water, being careful not to lose his balance. He glanced back and forth to see if he was still alone but didn't sense any company whatsoever, even when he looked again for the second time. Then he dove in headfirst into the cold water. It was cold but refreshing to the touch.
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Post by GAIL ADAMS on Feb 21, 2012 22:33:10 GMT -5
Gail was lounging back on the beach in her bikini. Her hair was pulled over her left shoulder in a braid. She slid up her dark sunglasses onto her head as she watched a little boy wade into the water then disappear beneath the water.
She waited for a few moments before she got a little nervous. She got up and headed down to the shoreline. She waded in and watched for a moment. Instinct took over and she dove under the water. She swam toward him and grabbed him, pulling him upward. She carefully made her way to the shore with him. She realized he was naked, but she paid no attention. She looked him over, making sure that he was alright.
"Are you alright?" She asked keeping her eyes on his. Water dripped down her face and her hair clung to her back and cheeks as she kept her hands on his shoulders. She wiped a damp strand of hair away from her eyes and kept her eyes on his.
"My names Gail. What is your name?" she asked him softly. She wondered where his family was if they were nearby or what. |
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Post by cameron on Feb 21, 2012 22:48:51 GMT -5
He was perfectly fine. He was just letting the water envelop him for the time he was underwater so he could enjoy the ocean's cool touch to his bare skin, but then someone had grabbed his arm. Apparently he stayed under too long in their opinion, and when he found himself laying on the warm sand with a woman crouching over him, he was blinking in disbelief. Not even being careful to watch his language, he exclaimed, “What the hell?!” He quickly sat up revealing his strong abs in the process and shook his head back and forth to shake the excess water.
“Yes, I'm fine!” He grumbled standing up. “What did you do that for, I'm just swimming?” The woman was looking over him and he blushed when he realized he was in an awkward situation. He placed his hands in a certain position and cleared his throat as he slowly backed away trying to steal a glance for his shorts which should be nearby. His face was flushed in red, but he supposed he could have considered himself fortunate. She wasn't able to see his back, where there were a couple of dim bruises. “I'm, um, ha, well, I'm Cam.”
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