She did so, putting her elbows on the table. As she bent over, I was treated to a view down her blouse. I could see the beautiful beginnings of the sw...lls of her breasts and the deep valley between them. She held the bra in one hand, and I told her to flip it over her shoulder. She did.I hovered over her, camera in hand, clicking picture after picture. FLASH. Of course I especially tried to get some "down the blouse" shots as well as some more traditional shots. While I was walking around. I didn't even think. I dived in. Fuck, it was shockingly cold after the radiant heat of the sun.Swimming fast I reached her. She was treading water, watching me with a puzzled expression, eyebrows knit."What did you do that for?" she asked."I didn't. The wave just hit," I replied, confused and surprised to see her quite calm. "I didn't even see it." No. Not the wave. Why did you dive in?" To save you. Why do you think?" But ... I can swim." Well, I didn't know that," I exclaimed, treading. I went downstairs and fixed myself a vodka and coke and lit a ciggie to settle my nerves, I sat on one of my bar stools to watch some T.V.Several vodka's ( about 5 ish ) later I remembered a roll up I had been given some weeks earlier, smoke it outside I was warned, so I grab my red leather jacket and handbag and headed toward the front door. I'll go to the late shop 10 mins away and get some more ciggie's I was running low, must be the nerves. Now walking in 5" heels after a good few vodka's. ” The bartender reached out her hand for mine. “Dawn.” “Dawn?” I repeated thinking how unique the name sounded. “I like that name.” “Well thank you.” She said cleaning out a glass. “So Sarah are you doing anything else tonight than just sitting her feeling down about yourself?” I took a deep sigh. “Well there isn’t much here to do unless one of these guys are interested in showing me a good time. Either that or they’re bi?” Dawn chuckled..