Lisa wasa very bright student. At eighteen she had a well developed body and a ratherarrogant attitude. She was sort of a loner and despite her beauty...she didn'thave a boyfriend or any friends for that matter."Come in Lisa. I haven't finished grading the compositions yet." That's not why I'm here Mrs. C. I have something I want to show you." Sure . What do you have?"Lisa reached into her bag and took out an old magazine. Mary's heart stoppedas she immediately recognized the magazine. It was. She felt so stupid, she had basically let him gift wrap her. The man groaned and leaned forward with one hand on his knee, he ran the other up the back of her thigh and cupping her cheek pulled her toward his face. Gently brushing his nose over the cleft of her mound he sharply breathed in through the nose and drew his head gazing up her body to her face turning a deep shade of red. She felt the blood rush to her face as she realised she hadn't washed since that morning and would have started. When I got to the beach, the warm salty air covered my body. Oh, how I loved the beach and the ocean. I looked around and decided to sit in front of the life guard stand. I saw a few familiar faces from the previous summer and smiled at them.Then, I spread my beach chair out, draped it with a towel. I grabbed my bottle of oil and began squirting some on my arms. I slowly rubbed it in, when I noticed him watching me. So, I took the bottle and let more oil drip on my chest. I then began rubbing. A woman takes the isle-seat next to me. She is wearing comfy shoes, stretch denim and a blue and white striped shirt. She looks about forty. It is clear she is on holiday but seems to be alone despite a golden ring around her finger. Not that it is of any interest to me. She is not quite old enough to be my mum, but she can’t be much younger. We exchange a polite smile and wait. The plane sits on the runway for some time, so I will miss my onward flight. During the meal, we chat a little. She.