Monday, April 25, 2016

100 Words a Day 832

A ripple in the calm ocean preceded the emergence of the girl. She glistened in the sun. She gathered up her dark brown hair and twisted it, sending a cascade of cold water down her front. It funneled through the valley created by her ample breasts, which strained against her white bikini top. The water ran over her stomach, before finally passing over the translucent white triangle that covered her groin. Running her hands down her body, she cast the excess water back into the ocean. She left the water, cast off her bikini, and reposed naked under the sun.

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