With her flowing golden blonde hair complementing the bright shine of her perfect white teeth and full, pink lips, she was simply radiant. When she ca...ght me glancing at her toned, tanned legs stretching out from beneath her yellow sundress, she teasingly pulled up the hem and slid a scarlet fingernail between her sexy thighs."Enjoying the view?" she smiled."You're just gorgeous, Stacey ... absolutely gorgeous," I said, nearly in awe."You're not too shabby yourself there, baby, with that hot. .so I'll see you..." before I could finish what I was saying Coach Anderson cut me off in the middle of my sentence. "WAIT a second Max." he said it with so much authority I stopped in my tracks, "you haven't even washed your body yet, how old are you max?" I didn't know what to say I was still looking at the wall my entire body was shaking and for some reason I noticed when I looked down I was rock hard, why did the thought of this man looking at my ass wanting to see me wash my body turn me. Well, I would have been able to do that if myrounded tits hadn't been poking out my swimming costume like largegrapefruit. I drew the glances of every passing male, which felt a bitstrange. Why it felt strange on that occasion when it must happen everytime I went out, I could not explain.As I walked towards the town centre, I realised I had virtually jumpedout of the frying pan and into the fire. There was a limit as to howfar a swimsuit-clad woman could wonder from the seafront and not. The rain still fell into the streets, but it was as if someone had turned down the sound of the storm. Seconds later, Leslie heard the rumble of the B & O railroad just a few blocks away. It always came around noon and Leslie was used to its noise by now. But something was not right. She looked at her watch and it was only a few minutes past eleven-thirty. The train was never this early. Leslie frowned at the thought and could not understand why she was uneasy. She just could not place her.