It was a beautiful sunny day in Gloryville. I remember the hot summer sun shining on the vast ocean which lay before me. I remember thinking that nothing could be more beautiful than the Gloryville town beach that day, but I was wrong. About midday, I saw her. I saw her walking along the beach with a light summer shawl around her waist. She was far away, but I could see the sun shining on her golden blonde hair as if she had a halo. As she walked down the beach towards me, she stopped for a moment to talk briefly with each person she passed. After what seemed like an eternity she reached the spot where I was tanning. I tried to pretend not to notice her arrival, but it didn’t work.

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“Beautiful day,” she said. “I sometimes wish every day was like this.” The sound of her voice reminded me of a small bird I heard singing earlier in the day. The sun was still shining brilliantly behind her. I could barely make out her face through the glare. “Well, man does not live on bread alone,” I said foolishly. Suddenly, she seemed very interested in what I had to say. I propped myself up onto my elbow and for the first time I saw her face. She was strikingly beautiful. She was the kind of girl that you had to look at twice to make sure you weren’t seeing things. When she turned away for a moment, I pinched myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. My eyes wondered down from her face to her small, but perfect breasts. It was as if they were speaking to me. “Hello. We are her breasts.” I thought. Before I could finish my lustful gaze of her assets, she spoke to me again. Read more