She is different. As she lays in the sun, her skin seems to get darker by the hour. She appears soft but doesn't have an ounce of extra fat. Her breasts are firm but not hard and they stand out from body while giving an impression of delicate movement when she walks. In a word, she is beautiful.

As we talked, I found myself feeling close to her and wanting to be with her, more than just at the pool. I began to look at her more closely. I gazed into her eyes, and wondered if behind them, there were thoughts beginning to surface, similar to my own.