It was also in a pretty ritzy part of town.She felt better when, by consulting a six foot tall directory on a granite wall, she found out that Miffen ...nd Combs only took up one floor of the building. She took the elevator, examining a chip in one of her French tips on the way up.The elevator doors opened into a small waiting vestibule, with a half circle desk, a slim well-dressed brunette seated behind it."How may I help you?" she asked, looking up from the keyboard she'd been typing on.Lola. She decided to go for a walk along the beach to look for good-looking guys to flirt with.She was wearing a skimpy two piece swim suit that displayed much of her sexy hot body. She liked walking on the beach and lying around a pool with her tits somewhat exposed. She enjoyed the sand, the ocean, the pool and the attention she got by showing off her lovely tits, sexy legs, and firm ass.After she walked on the beach for about a half hour she decided to return to the pool. The cloudy weather, windy. It’s like giving a child a Ferrari. They can make it go, but the handling and technique is probably not perfect. Anyhow, all that to say that morning I decided to run down the coast at sunrise. About a mile down the beach, as the sun was peeking over the trees, I saw a girl about my age slowly walking in the sand. The slight breeze in her long blond curls, the way her soft white dress fluttered like the waves, the way she shuffled her feet in the sand by the water…I was sure I was in love. As I. I like you touching me."I began again but now more than ever I was conscious of the fact of what I was doing and so I was very careful to avoid touching her breasts in case she made me stop. Instead I just stared at them, wanting them, wanting to be able to touch them, hold them and, yes, even to kiss them. "Vanessa?" asked Julie."Yes," I replied, almost scared of what she might say."Do you like me?" she asked.I was confused. I almost didn’t know what to say, or rather felt I didn’t know what.