“You alright?” asks Sandy hoping he didn’t get over heated. “Oh, Abel, it’s been so long since I felt so god. XXX The beautiful tan skinned Sandy watches as he carries her to the, ocean. At fourteen, my sister and I would play with each other almost every day. Hopping up she wraps her legs around his waist. I mean, it’s as easy as that
You can easily split the three of them apart, personality wise. He drags his hands along her sandy thighs. As we lay in the sand, I can’t help but wonder what is to happen next…and how stupid and clich?itting under the sunset is. I still haven’t even written a page. A pale cloud high in the sky—amongst others—blots out the golden sun.




















