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    Casual Acquaintances ?. . . . .

    Bette walked up and down the beach admiring the scenery, all them beautiful women. She thought shed died and gone to heaven.

    And then she spotted her, the girl with the flaxen hair and the hazel eyes, the one she had dreamt about for the past three years the one who had turned her down in New York.

    Here she was wearing a dangerous black bikini, ear pods, and her shades.

    Bette had recognised her almost immediately, from the moment she had met her she had left an indelible impression on her.

    That little voice in her head was telling her to proceed with caution, remember that this women had an acid tongue.

    And one of the hottest bodies she had ever laid eyes on, she thought to herself.

    She must have sensed someone was staring at her because without any warning she was on her feet returning the quizzical stare and walking towards Bette.

    Bette stood frozen to the spot. She was glad she was not close enough to say anything, because remembering the last time, she, shot her down every time Bette had opened her mouth.

    Did she remember Bette? Was she coming over?

    She waited by the shoreline unable to move.

    Bette held her breath, their eyes locked together. She started to say something, she wasnt quite sure what.

    She just walked straight passed her in to the ocean.

    For a moment or two Bette was stunned, then she turned and watched as she swam off towards a floating wooden platform.

    Without giving it another thought she plunged in to the sea after her.

    Bette soon caught up and was swimming along side her.

    She didnt say a thing.

    And neither did Bette.

    Tina was enjoying this, she had watched Bette staring, her own gaze sheltered by her sunglasses, giving nothing away.

    She remembered Bette from New York. And wondered if this was just what she needed a purely physical encounter – ***** with no emotional entanglements.

    They reached the platform together and both hauled themselves on to it.

    Their eyes met and if by an unspoken agreement they moved closer together. Bette wanted to know everything about her, who she was and what was she doing here, she was totally intrigued by the blonde.

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    Comments

    1. damm, that’s was fucking hott!!
      I say the best fucks are always NSA encounters, love how tina dropped it like it was hot and then swam away to cool off. hahaha
      always leave them wanting more.

    2. absolutely outrageous . for one thing: i would of loved to seen bette’s face when tina dove into the water … and two: this should only happen to me :)

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