Hastings Branding.Some years ago I was a resident of Hastings Sussex, amongst other things I had an allotment and a young couple used to have a plot n...ar mine, (well she did really he just had a deckchair and watched!)She was a pretty little thing and like all men when the wife was not with me I spent a bit of time chatting her up, nothing serious just in passing, but we built up a sort of rough friendship, her partner [I thought hubby] was an out and out layabout of the first order.Anyway one. He started laughing when he saw a big swimming pool barely two hundred feet from the high tide line. There were even beach umbrellas stuck in the sand out in the shallow ocean water.The beach had nearly a hundred chairs and chaise lounges scattered everywhere. There were large beach umbrellas and picnic canopies to provide shade. There were even a handful of canopies that looked like they were wood frames with wood flooring. Those had what looked like a waterbed frame topped with a large air. It was almost hard to see her when she moved like that, but it was altogether impossible to take my eyes off of her. Watching her work the table was captivating.Everything about her screamed competence, yet the guys were still lining up to challenge her, hoping that they'd be able to take back the table for the boys. She let them break each time, but somehow took stripes in every game. She obviously wanted it that way, but I don't know why.It wasn't simple happenstance that I was there. I'd. "Sham why combe, Danni?” He asked after pulling a way, noticing her tears.“These past few weeks have been hell on earth for me, James. When you ran out, I...I didn’t know what to think, then the next day you was so cold...” She was crying so much, she could barely speak. James held onto her, feeling really guilty for making her feel like this. She recovered enough to be able to speak clear enough to be understood.“James... Sho wuv why.” Said Danni, saying “James... I love you” in tweensh. James.