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    Maybe This Time – Chapter Seven: Beach

    Maybe This Time – Chapter Seven: Beach

    The doorbell rings and I open the door, Tina is standing on my doorstep looking amazing as always. She is wearing a pink tank top and short jean shorts. I can see the straps of her what I think is a black bikini around her neck. She looks at me and smiles.

    “Hello, gorgeous.” She says and I smile.

    “Hi. You look beautiful.” I say to her.

    “You look, like I said, gorgeous.” She tells me and she lets her eyes travel over my body. I am wearing a pair of white capris and also a tank top, only mine is green. I’m wearing a green bikini underneath this. “Ready to go?” She asks me. I grab the bag that is standing in the hallway and nod. “Yes.”

    She holds out her hand and I take it while I close the door with my other hand. We walk to the car while we make small talk. We arrive at the beach and I am surprised that Tina found a kind of private part; there are almost no people around. We get out and walk to the sand. We spread out our towels and Tina takes off her tank top, revealing her black bikini top and then she opens her shorts and pulls those down. I am just standing there, staring, and not even realizing it. Tina stops moving and I notice she is looking at me with a smirk on her face. I blush and look down; she doesn’t say anything but I know that she is aware that I was almost drooling over her. I also pull my tank top over my head and my pants down.

    “Glad I chose the beach…” Tina said and I smile.

    “Actually, I am too.” I say and we both chuckle. I go lay down and she does the same, only she is lying on her side and looking at me. She takes some grains of sand between her forefinger and thumb. She strews it on my belly and then blows it away.

    “What are you doing?” I ask her, giggling.

    “Nothing…” She tells me and then just begins to trace patterns on my stomach, which makes me chuckle. I’m quite ticklish.

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