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Here's an original work I wrote for a long since gone beau.
Enjoy! :)
The breeze from the ocean gave the night air a fresh
salty scent. As we walk out of the restaurant it rejuvenates
us both from the stylish cigarette smoke that a few still
insist on breathing. We both breathe in deep, then cast an
anticipating glance at each other. An eager smile forms on our
faces simultaneously. "We'll come back for the car later," I
remark as we head towards the beach. The evening's events were
unfolding perfectly.
You often told me how much you enjoy the beach, walking
from your house on evenings when you just need to relax. It is
so convenient to have such a recuperative place to use at your
leisure. Sitting alone to collect your thoughts in one of the
lifeguard stations. I always thought the situation had
definite possibilities.
We both dressed light for the evening, something nice
enough for the restaurant, but sufficient for a stroll along
the beach to one particularly secluded lifeguard station. You
had told me of one almost in the middle of Red Reef Park, far
enough from the public access areas to grant some privacy to
an erotic rendezvous.
Our walk along the beach, hand-in-hand starts calmly at
first, b
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