You see, Green Moore is built entirely on being a tourist trap. Their economy is designed around visitors. Whether simply passing through via the ocea..., driving along the interstate Pacific Coast Highway, or attracting visitors outright for the surfing, bed-and-breakfasts, or other not-so-quaint beach activities, the town regularly had hundreds to thousands coming and going every day. Here, if people disappear, it was much easier to make it look like they had simply went on their way rather. He opened and I smiled really big, and said hey Pops, its your daughter Stacy. I was wearing a black mini dress and stilletos. He looked confused and then he smiled... wow, you look amazing Stacy. I blushed and giggled, thank you i said back. Come inside he said as he opened the door fully.Is anyone home I asked? No he said. Your mom is away for a few days and your brother is at school. I was very surprised by his pleasant reaction to my situation. Are you thirsty he asked. I said i could use. ‘Why can’t I fucking see you?’I squint at the mess of purple ombre hair on my head and then down to my bare chest, skipping my face altogether. Tits barely big enough to fill an A-cup. Pinkish red areolae dotting my blanched canvas. I change the angle, cocking my head to one side and wonder, ‘What time is it?’My phone buzzes and breaks the trance; a text. The banner notification on the lock screen reads, Robert M. Robert is a two-time Oscar-winner that I photographed years ago. My mind swirls. We traveled long distance in the rain. She hugged me so close and really it was a new romantic experience and she felt so horny. She cannot go home that way as she was totally wet. So lastly we decided to go to my room and get changed by drying her dress in fan. We reached our room at 4pm. I got refreshed initially and got inside my blanket to get warm as It was too cold outside. She washed her dress kept it under fan and got freshen and came to room only with my towel which barely covers lower.