She has somehow reached the shore before I catch sight of her. Already the blouse I have seen her shed each day is on the sand, held in place by some ...eavy object I can not see.I watch her for a long moment before finally making my way toward her. I am prepared to wave to her politely when she finally spots me and -- if she appears uncomfortable with my presence -- make a gesture that reassures her I am willing and prepared to give her the solitude she has come here to enjoy.As it happens, I. He would alternate squeezing first one cheek and then the other as he pulled her closer and worked his way farther up her sexual being, small droplets of perspiration started to appear on her young white breasts and around her pubic area, her breathing became short and more ragged , one of the men that was holding her had been alternating between each of her hard pink nipples twisting them as he went!!....she jerked each time they were twisted and pinched! Her normally bashful little. Her lips were moist. “Good, my name is Josh. Yours?” “Lillian, but just call me Lily.” The name of an angel. So far so good. “You just moved here?” I asked. She looked around at the new property. It was a two-story town home with white paneling and the basic shingle roof, but it was cute with its rose bushes, oak trees, and brand new wooden fencing around the back. “Yep, I moved down from New York,” Lily stated. The breeze caught her hair, blowing locks of gold across her perfect face. She. I set aside the rent from the first five months to pay for next year’s running costs – or to make sure I can withstand a few open apartments that crop up from time to time. Last year I could have made it work with three months but I thought five was better.“The rest I invest – in mutual funds and bonds right now but also into places like this house. I bought the furnishings here for $35,000. We could post them for auction and see $100,000 easily. The house went for $225,000. With another.