She wasn't allowed to siton the posh seats she was used to. She had to join the rabble in thestalls where they were crammed in on bare wooden benches,...far furtheraway from the stage than she'd ever sat. The uncouth peasants justchattered and shouted anyway. She didn't know why they were even there.To cap it all she saw her mother and sister take box seats as the playstarted.She tried to ignore the racket from the heathens around her. The play wasShakespeare, which she'd always loved. But. ?Victoria repeated the toast and added, ?I’m sorry that I almost ruined our first real Valentine’s celebration.??Well, technically, it’s our fourth, Tory.??I know, but for the first you had to play nurse maid because I was ill. The second was spent with our friends to celebrate Sandra and AJ’s anniversary, and last year we were stuck in this draughty and cold ski hut with a bunch of drunken coeds. This year I wanted it to be all about us and us alone.? The dark-haired woman said.?The night is. I just sat there trying to get the pain to subside so I could run back to my motel. While staring out at the waves I saw somebody start moving up towards the beach in my direction. As they got closer I could see it was a woman. She had on a surf suit that was multiple shades of blue. From this distance, she was pretty sexy. I could see she had long hair up in a ponytail, wasn’t sure about that color, other than it was darker. She had a nice form in the suit from what I could tell.I tried not to. Every single bit of noise, other than her steps makes her look over her shoulder. She realizes that it was a mistake to take the short cut through the alley, but her pride won’t let her turn back. Besides, she is nearly to the other side and then from there it will be straight home.The woman feels a gush of wind behind her and quickly spins around. There is nothing but darkness. She turns back around, shaking. “Just a little further,” she whispers to herself.The woman takes a few more steps.