Post by francesca on Nov 20, 2007 19:30:19 GMT -5
This morning Francesca felt that she needed some time in the sun. She loved Saturdays so much, no swim practice, students staring at her all day, just her and the oyster called the world. She had decided it was time to go out to the beach before all the warm time was gone. She was currently resting on a towel, her umbrella folded up and to the side, with a dark blue duffel bag beside her. Her hair was straight today, because she planned on hitting the water shortly, and she basking in the sun's warm rays.
She made a sigh through a closed mouth and her eyes closed behind her sunglasses. She was held up by her forearms, with her right leg crossed over her left. From a distance, she could pull of being a model. She was dressed in her favorite swimsuit, a pink bikini and a smiled was on her face. Only one thing was missing here, an extremely hot guy by her side. It had been so long since she had a boyfriend, almost 6 months to the date, but it felt like much longer.
She sighed, missing her chances to kiss a bronzed, masculine face whenever she wanted too, but it was just another fact of life she would have to deal with. Besides, she promised herself the next guy she dated wasn't going to be some pervert man only interested in her looks. Meanwhile, all she could do was just lay on the beach and work on her tan, while making a few winks and waves that caused a few guys to trip over themselves, which at least gave her a light giggle.
She made a sigh through a closed mouth and her eyes closed behind her sunglasses. She was held up by her forearms, with her right leg crossed over her left. From a distance, she could pull of being a model. She was dressed in her favorite swimsuit, a pink bikini and a smiled was on her face. Only one thing was missing here, an extremely hot guy by her side. It had been so long since she had a boyfriend, almost 6 months to the date, but it felt like much longer.
She sighed, missing her chances to kiss a bronzed, masculine face whenever she wanted too, but it was just another fact of life she would have to deal with. Besides, she promised herself the next guy she dated wasn't going to be some pervert man only interested in her looks. Meanwhile, all she could do was just lay on the beach and work on her tan, while making a few winks and waves that caused a few guys to trip over themselves, which at least gave her a light giggle.