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Post by savanna lynn perez on Dec 15, 2010 23:32:48 GMT -5
Savanna was out on the town and she was on her way back home from the grocery store. All day today she was shopping, places at the mall and at the stores around town. Savanna loved shopping and getting new things. But when she was loading up the groceries into her car, she couldnt help but think about how how she would look in her new bikini. One thing that savanna loved more than anything was underwear and swim suits, she had over twenty suits in her dresser, she even had a drawer dedicated to nothing but swim suits.
When she got home she unloaded the groceries and put them away first and then she went back out to her car, grabbed all of her bags from her car and then she took them to her bedroom, put the bags on the bed and then searched through them to find her suit. Sav was going to go to the beach, tan and hopefully someone who was atleast up to her standards would come and talk to her so that way Savanna could put some flirt on. Savanna was such a high maintenance girl and her standards for guys were so high it was hard to date. And the fact that she was such a bitch made it hard for her to make friends.
She threw on her swim suit and a pair of shorts and grabbed her sunglasses and made her way out to her car and then she was on her way to the beach.
She found the perfect spot and she walked down to the beach. When she got there, she layed out her towel, put on some suntanning oil and then layed out.
OUTFIT
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Post by david micheal francessco on Dec 24, 2010 10:59:17 GMT -5
im claiming this thread. youll have a post tonight.
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Post by david micheal francessco on Dec 25, 2010 13:59:55 GMT -5
the music was pumping through his veins he could hear it everywhere he went in the house. the beat was banging in his head which led down to his heart and throughout his body. he closed his eyes for a moment and pictured how the sounds would move throughout the world. There was always that pull where he had to know what was going on around him, it was the creative pull that he had towards art. There was something that pulled him into it every time.
David really should spend his free periods in the library but he had two of them this term. It would figure that no one would trust that the jocks actually had a brain in their heads because of players like Ryans. Even though he loved that guy and the guy could really get work done on the field so it wasn't a hate relationship unless it came to school work. Somehow he didn't think that they would get away with it anyways with the new staff in the school.
The school, even though it was college, would make sure that they spent a good amount of time on their homework. That in itself was mandatory.
"The music in here is shitty." He laughed and switched the station to something that he could really get down with. None of this lovey dovey shit when he was trying to work out. He made his way over to the treadmill and placed it on level 5 to warm up. David cared about his body to be lazy. After a long and tedious work out he was ready to hit the beach. If it wasn’t for football then he wouldn’t have worried about going to the gym on a daily basis but he knew that it paid off.
As he made his way onto the beach, he stopped in his tracks with his board tucked under his arm and his towel over his shoulder with a small bookbag filled with beer. A smirk came over his lips looking at the girl before him. “Mind if I join you, beautiful?”
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Post by savanna lynn perez on Dec 26, 2010 0:15:13 GMT -5
Savanna was laying on her towel, oiled up and was getting herself a base tan, considering that she was naturally tan. But that was just because she had french, irish and native american. All the tan ethnicities, she basically had, with a lack of some. Savanna propped herself up on her elbows and she looked around. She seen parents playing with their kids. She just turned up her nose at them. Savanna never wanted kids, she hardly had the patience to date because no one ever lived up to her standards, let alone with dealing with a kid. That would be a total nightmare for her. Kids just was something she never wanted and never will. As she continued to look around, she seen people wading in the water and then looked to her left and she seen a couple laying on the beach, cuddling and kissing. 'are you fucking serious?' was what went through her mind. Savanna couldn't guess how girls dated ugly ass guys, let alone let others see how ugly they are. Yep that's right, Savanna was superficial and materialistic. Any boyfriend she's ever had, she never bought a thing, she always made the guy buy for her, no matter what, and if he said no. She dumped his ass. Savanna always thought that she should get the royal treatment as the girlfriend.
Tired of just sitting around looking at people, Savanna pushed herself up from the sand and she walked down toward the water to cool off from the heat that she soaked in. Once she hit the water, she pulled back her feet since it was a little cool, but she waded in none the less. Savanna waited until she was waist deep and she sank herself all the way in the water, submerging. Once she came up she was happy again and she walked out of the water.
As she was walking back to her towel, she pulled her hair to the side and began to wring the water out of it when she heard a voice. Savanna looked up with an annoyed look on her face. And she really had to look up, this guy was so tall. 'mind if i join you, beautiful?' was what he asked. He was cute on her hotness scale. From a one to ten scale he was about an eight, eight and a half. Which was good on his part. But she still was a little annoyed that he interrupted her, "Can't you say a hello first?" She asked him. Noticing his board and bag he looked like a surfer, and remembering his question, she finished wringing out her hair and looked over to her towel, "Umm, sure, if you must." She said to him as she took a step around him and walked to her towel.
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Post by david micheal francessco on Feb 1, 2011 10:32:46 GMT -5
He shook his head no at her question. “Why would I say hello first if it were a problem for me to be next to you? If you said no then clearly you didn’t want to talk and saying hello would have been pointless. If you said yes then I would know that you wanted to talk and if you said if you must, then I could start off with a hello and think of something incredibly witty to say in order to engage you into convo.” He looked at her for a moment to see if she was following him, listening, or just didn’t give a fuck.
“So, hello.” He smiled. Now came the part where he had to engage her into some kind of conversation. Not about the weather but about something that was a bit more about her. “Do you go to the University?” Ah perfect. All about her… hopefully.
A grin played on his lips. "Cosmo Barbie or Malibu Barbie?" That would tell him if her tits were real or fake. He didn't like to fuck with the fake ones.
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