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The californian air tickled the bronzed skin of Matt Sumter as he layed in his lounge chair by the hotels pool. The bright sun beat down upon his eighteen year old toned body as his bright green eyes looked around in amazement. He couldn't believe he was in california.
Matt grew up in a very very small town in connecticut and was raised by a very stern catholic mother. They would attened church every day, and he was sent to a private school owned by nuns, and his Aunt as the principal.
He was a very very naieve young man and knew nothing about the outside world. He longed to know about it, there was so much he wanted to do...and feel. Thats why one night he snuck out here, behind his mothers back as soon as he graduated highschool. But he still felt utterly alone. There was so much he wanted to learn...and no one here to show him

With a dramatic sigh, Matt leaned back against his chair and began watching as more and more bodies filled up the seats around him. One inparticular caught his eye. She had the dark amber hair that waved down in thick curls along her very tanned and slim body. Her bellybutton ring glittered in the sunlight and her perfectly manicured nails was applying taning oil to her almost naked body.

Matt's heart skipped a beat and he felt a particular stirring in his pants. Immediatley he felt embarresed. He was taught when he was younger he should NEVER feel those things, and it would cause him to go straight to hell.
So in all of his eighteen years...the boy got off maybe three times.

He had been getting so hard latley. Maybe it was seeing all these hot girls in their skimpy bikinis, or maybe he was just a damned soul as his mother put it. But in any case, the pain he was going through was torture. The tightness of his balls was unbarable, and his hardness seemed to be almost present. His hands shook and were slightly damp. Sharp teeth pulled at his bottom lip, trying to numb out the sensations below his waiste with pain. He needed this to go away. He needed to get off so badly, he hadn't done it in years, he couldn't take much more of this at all. It was only moments before he broke
 
Christine
I have come to enjoy at the california alone.
It ha been a year since she left her family after getting a job aand staying alone all by her self. She wanted to have some fun and this was a well deserved break after an year of hard work she has come for 10days here and wants to make full use by relaxing.
She walks upto the empty chair besides this young man.
She has amber hairs, blue eyes and has a thin and tanned body, with a beautiful face and sexy body. she asks the men if the seat is empty and sits there after getting a confirmation.

She is wearing a bikini and she startsrubbing the oil all over her body
 
Lynn

Lynn hit the beach as she usually did, already to hit the surf. She wore her two piece bathing suit which concealed more then most of the girls that came here. But then she had more to conceal then most. She was a pretty blond, her hair when left unbound reached her waist. Her eyes were green and her complection flawless. Her body drew attention wherever she went but she thought it was because she was bronzed by the sun.

She walked into the water up to her waist and then laid on her board. Her arms and legs brought her out far so that she could catch a wave and do what she most loved, surf. As she adjusted her weight, all 120 pounds of it, she turned her head to look for that special wave.

She finally saw it coming toward her and she gracefully rose her 5' 7" frame up on the board. She laughed with pleasure as the wave picked her up and she went soaring towards the beach. Part of the wave slapped at her trying to dislodge her but she knew how to avoid a wipe out and adjusted herself. The wave played over her body. It excited her, the way that it felt against her.

She felt the wave begin to die and another one close at hand so she jumped to that one and let it cover her body with its foam. A little sigh of pleasure slipped from her lips as she rode the new wave.

She adusted her body again as she saw a new wave, bigger and stronger coming her way. She jumped on it and found herself rising higher as the old wave slapped at her body tingling her senses. It was as if the old wave did not want to let her go and again her senses exnited.

Lynn knew her ride was nearly at an end when she saw the beach ahead. She held her balance well as the wind blew across her body stimulating her even more. Finally she relaxed to the board reliving her her wonderful ride as she paddled to the shore.

She stood up and floated her board to the beach. Her body showing the effects of her lover the ocean.
 
Tommy

he was THAT guy. that guy you always told yourself you would never fall for. you hated him because he played pretty songs that made all the other girls swoon and everybody always clapped because, well, the songs were actually damn good, and well played, too...

you hate cigarettes, and there's one perpetually behind his ear. you wonder if you'd ever seen him actually smoke one of them, but you were sure he did.

he has long curly brown hair, that hung just a bit past his chin. he was tall. he was clearly well built. he's sitting in a beach chair, his guitar in the sand next to him, a notebook in his lap, squinting to watch the surfers catching the last of the waves before the sun sets, wearing just loose-fit board shorts. he scribbles in his notebook, looks back at the surfers, picks up his guitar, and strums a arpeggiated melody, and doesn't stop until the sun's last rays can no longer be seen, across the pacific.
 
Lynn turned and looked at the surf. She knew it was too late to take another run as the sun was dropping quickly and soon there would be a darkness settling over the beach. It was time to go home but she didn't want to. She reached up and released the tie to her hair. Long golden blonde hair cascaded down her back to her waist.

She picked up her board and turned away from the ocean that she loved so. She started zig zagging between the sun bathers who still clung to their piece of sand. Like her they did not want to leave but unlike her they were being less then sensible.

It was slow going getting throught the throngs of beach dwellers. She was thinking about work tomorrow when a song brought her out of her revelry. She was right next to a man strumming and singing. She stopped and watched him and listened to his song until he looked at her. Her crystal blue eyes were caught by his and for a moment she remained where she was. She was a loner and to be caught gazing at a stranger brought color to her cheeks. She dropped her eyes and adjusted her board and continued her walk, zag zagging through the sea of blankets and chairs.
 
"as i was walking through Grovesnor's Square...
not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air...
from the other direction, she was caught in my eye, could be an illusion, but i might as well try, might as well try...

"she had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes...
i knew without asking she was into the blues...
she wore Scarlet Begonias, tucked into her curls, knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls..."

as he said the name of the song, Scarlet Begonias, his eyes locked with hers, and in spite of all the rest of her beauty, he could not tear his eyes away. he felt in an instant that she was seeing to the depths of his soul, and he bared it all to her, never missing a beat:

"in the heat of the evening when the dealin' got rough...
she was too pat to open and too cool to bluff...
as i picked up my matches, and was closing the door, i had one of those flashes, i had been there before...

"Well I ain't often right but I ain't ever been wrong!
Seldom turns out the way it does in the song.
Once in a while you get shown the light,
In the strangest of places if you look at it right"

he did a little solo, as she turned and started to walk away from him, and he sang to her back:

"well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves!
Scarlet Begonias or a touch of the Blues.
And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eye
I had to learn it the hard way, to let her pass by."
 
Lynn could still hear his voice as she weaved throught the crowded beach. She thought some of his words were directed at her. As quickly as that thought came to her mind she dismissed it as foolishness. They did not know each other so why would he direct his song at her. Music always turns out that way. When you hear something you like you think it is you. Nonsense to think a stranger would make words to you just because your eyes meet.

Finally she was at the boardwalk and she turned around. She was looking at the sea of people for the man, why she thought and turned away. Soon she would be home and all this nonsense would be behind her. Real life would take over and he would not even be a memory.

She walked down the ramp to the side walk. Soon she would be home as this California girl didn't live far from the ocean she loved. Two blocks down and she would be home. A nice relaxing shower and some soup and off to bed. That was her plan for the night.

Lynn walked toward a three story house. Her home was on the first and as she opened the door she almost dropped the board so she kicked at the door but paid no attention to the door. If she had she would have found it slightly open. She placed her board against the wall and sat for a moment still thinking of the stranger on the beach.

Her life seemed filled with strangers. A slight glance, a smile, a jesture, all lost on Lynn. She seemed to want to ignore the possibilies around her. She did that very well. All she needed to do was respond but did she no. She preferred traveling through life alone.

Lynn stood up and stretched. She walked through her bedroom into her bathroom and disrobed. She had a beautiful body, full breasts, small waist, shapely long legs. She had beautiful long blond hair and green eyes and a pretty face and yet she managed to walk through life without being noticed. She worked at it, not being noticed.

She adjusted the water for her shower and stepped into it. The water felt good on her skin. She took the shampoo into her hands and squeezed a liberal amount into her hands and raised her hands up to her head. Her beautiful body was silhouetted through the shower curtain.
 
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Tommy

it was later now, the sun had set maybe an hour or two ago. he was still on that same little stretch of beach, a bonfire now burning away maybe 15 feet away, good friends all around him, still strumming away at his guitar, and still pondering the surfer chick who had passed him while he was singing Scarlet Begonias earlier.

He wondered where she lived. How close? He wondered what her name could possibly be. Something simple, and cute. He wondered what she thought of the song. He hadn't played it in a while, but had been inspired, while he was noodling, by a familiar scale and a funky little rhythm, and then she had passed by him, had looked at him, had listened for a moment before something--shyness?--took over and she turned and hurried away.

He wondered when she'd be back to surf. He asked the surfer dude, sitting, stoned, a few feet away when the high tide was the next day. Late in the afternoon, he said, 4 or 5 ish.

Cool, Tommy said, and went back to his guitar, noodling melodies to the crashing waves.
 
Lynn had to work overtime and was very annoyed about it as she hit the beach with her surfboard under her arm. It was later then she normally would have been there and she was afraid she had missed the big one. She got to the edge of the water and tied her long blonde hair up. She walked into the water, her two piece bathing suit clinging to her curves. She got onto the board at hip height and paddled out to where the great waves usually hit. She laid on her stomach looking back impatiently.

A smile came to her lips; finally a great wave was coming her way. She pushed herself up into a standing position and balanced herself for the hit. Up she went as the wave grabbed her splashing water over her suit. She rode it down and jumped to the next wave. She found herself going down submerged for a moment and then raised high. She saw the coil and shot through it to land on another wave that was just building. Other waves crashed over her but she stayed firm on the one that would bring her home. The pounding of the surf drowned her laughter out as she landed in the shallows and laid down to paddle close to the beach. She jumped off the board and towed it in. It had been a grand run that was for sure. As she walked out of the water, her wet bathing suit clung to her tightly showing the effects of her lover, the ocean.

She turned and looked back at the water and saw the redness of the sun as it started its downward descent. She stood watching the glory of the sunset as it reddened the surrounding sky. Her hands moved to her hair to release it from its bondage. It cascaded around her shoulders and back to stop its downward motion at her waist.
 
Tommy

"Damn, what a run!" he said, to no one and to everyone. He was sitting on a log on the beach, under a wide umbrella, his acoustic guitar in his lap and his binoculars glued to his eyes. he'd been watching the surfers all afternoon.

He threw down his binoculars and stood up. His guitar was strapped to him, and he adjusted it so it was on his back, and then started off down the beach to where she was coming in on her board.

She had been just in time for one of the biggest, baddest waves he had seen that day, and she had ridden the hell out of it.

He was fifty feet from her as she came out of the water. He watched as she faced the ocean and the setting sun, as she shook out that thick, luscious long blond hair.

He walked up to her, as the sun was just beginning to set, the horizon red in its dying glow.

"That was the best wave I've seen all day, and you owned it. I'm Tommy. I think I saw you yesterday...

"Listen, we usually have a bonfire out here at my buddy's house, just down there, right on the beach. You should come by tonight. Hell, you should just stick around for it...."
 
Lynn didn’t hear his approach as she gazed at the sunset. The beauty of it had given her a sense of peace. The excitement in his voice drew her attention to him. Her crystal blue eyes looked into his as he spoke about her run. Words rushed out of him and she found herself carried along like the foam on a wave. His compliment warmed her but then she realized he was watching her and an uncomfortable feeling gripped her. She nervously pushed some loose strands of hair from her face and dropped her eyes.

A thought came to her mind and her eyes met his again.

“You’re the singer, aren’t you, I liked your song yesterday”

She wondered why she said that as her eyes dropped down once more. She wasn’t happy with herself as she looked up at him again.

“I really should get home”

She had managed to completely ignore his invitation.
 
Tommy

“I really should get home” she said.

"Hey," Tommy said, "wait. I'll play you that song again. Or maybe a different one. Listen, if you really got to go, I'm not going to let you leave without first giving me your phone number. So I can call you and invite you to dinner with me. And then we can hang out on the beach. Or we can skip the part where you go home, I wait twenty minutes, and then call you and ask you all that, and we can just, you know, do it."
 
Lynn's face flamed as he continued to detain her with his words. Her mouth opened slightly and a funny feeling akin to fear caused her breathing to increase. Her eyes darted about looking for a means of escape. She was unaccustomed to male aggressiveness. Her mind raced as she grabbed onto one of his suggestions like a lifesaver.

"I-I have to go home and change if we are going to dinner"

She felt stupid when she said it and cast her eyes downward again.
 
"I-I have to go home and change if we are going to dinner"

She felt stupid when she said it and cast her eyes downward again.

Tommy took a short step closer to her, just close enough to reach out with his hand and touch her chin, cause her eyes to look back up to his. "Hey, I can understand wanting to get that saltwater out of your hair. So, do you want to meet me back here on the beach, or should I pick you up. Do you live nearby? I can give you a lift home if you'd like."
 
Surprised by his quick movements and touch to her chin, Lynn eyes searched his wondering what it was he wanted from her.

“I live nearby and can walk and do it all the time. I’ll meet you back here on the beach, ok”

Lynn just wanted to get away by now. She didn’t intend to come back. She could feel herself tremble and hoped that he had not noticed. She stepped back breaking the contact of his hand.
 
Tommy

"hey, cool. i'll see you later tonight then," he said, as she pulled away from him. he wasn't sure what it was he was sensing from her. he didn't know, but he figured it might not be the best idea to hold his breath for her to come back. he scratched his head in thought for a moment as she turned away from him, before calling after her:

"hey, beautiful, what's your name?"
 
A great sense of relief came over her as he seemed to be letting her go. She turned from him when she heard him call out to her wanting to know her name. She smiled at his compliment as as she turned to him the smile lingered on her face.

"My name is Lynn Smith"

A loud noise from a plane overhead drowned out her voice and as he asked again her name, she walked toward him forgetting the preveious fear she had with him. She knew she was soft spoken. Many times she would have to walk back to a person to tell them what she said. She was back by him with a smile on her face and her crystal blue eyes looking into his.

"I am Lynn Smith"

Lynn shifted her surfboard to her left arm so she could hold out her hand to him as she did many times in work. As she tried to capture her surfboard she missed it and it started to head for the ground. She saw him move quickly to catch the surfboard and stand up straight and grasp her hand in his. She smiled once more grateful for his speed.

"Thank you"
 
Tommy

"No problem. I'm Tommy Orion. It's nice to meet you, Lynn." he said as he handed the surfboard to her.

"I like the way you smile. I hope you'll come back out here tonight and I can see it some more. Mind if I walk with you down the beach?"
 
Lynn got a good hold on her surfboard and smiled at Tom once more. He wasn't as scary as he seemed a while ago. She walked by his side heading across the sand toward her home.

"Listen Tom, about tonight, I am not use to that kind of thing" She didn't know why she was telling him this but somehow he had changed was less aggressive and she could not just not show up. Her honesty would not allow it. "I don't think I will be back. They were by the boardwalk as she continued. She took a deep breath. "It was very nice meeting you and I did very much like your song" They were crossing the street and walking toward her home. She looked up at him. "I live a quiet life, work, the ocean and home. "I don't think I would fit in with your friends" They were in front of her home. She looked surprised and then smiled at him. "Well look at this you have walked me home" She stretched out her hand to him in a polite good-bye hand shake.
 
he took her hand in his and raised it quickly to his lips, planting a light kiss on the back of her hand.

"lynn, my friends and i are just like you. work, and home, and the sea. simple people living simple lives. i'm sure you will fit right in. we're not a rowdy bunch. you're a surfer, you probably already know a couple people.

"and besides, if you don't come out tonight, i'm gonna come back here with my guitar and sing songs outside your window."
 
Lynn's crystal blue eyes looked into his as he gently brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it. Surprisingly she did not blush but listened to what he was saying. Lynn laughed has he said he would come back and play under her window.

"Alright, I will come back with you, would you like to wait in my home while I get ready. I have some soda in the fridge. But I can't stay late, maybe an hour or two"
 
Tommy

"Thank you, Lynn. I'd love a soda. You don't have to stay any longer than you want to, I promise. I'll even walk you home, again, if you'd like, whenever you wish."
 
Lynn led the way to the first floor of the three family apartment house. She turned a bit away from Tom as she had to get the key out of the little pouched pinned within the top of her bathing suit. She opened the door and placed the surfboard against the wall.

It was a spacious apartment, really too big for one person but she liked room and comfort and the living room reflected this. She had a fireplace and several chaise lounges and a couch filled the room. She walked quickly into the kitchen and got a glass out of the cabinet and a can of soda out of the fridge. She poured the soda in the glass and brought it out to him.

"Make yourself comfortable, I will take a quick shower and get dressed and then we can go, ok"

Her soft crystal blue eyes looked into his as she waited for him to take the glass.
 
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