The fabulous sandy beach is shining in the daytime and Henry, a fair skinned guy, wearing blue shorts, yellow unbuttoned shirt, with an athletic physique and still in his middle twenties, is enjoying the warm sunlight. The cool breeze tousles his hair as he is gazing at the brilliance of the surfers riding the majestic ocean waves. As he glances around; to his left he views the kids making the mud castles at the water’s edge but alas, the fort gets washed away by the ocean’s energy; but wait; they restart the construction and again it gets wiped by the waves but neither they frown nor they feel disappointment. They again begin the making of alcazar with the same enthusiasm as if they know that the end is just a beginning and their determination is at test.
He turns his face to right and a mademoiselle catches his eyes. Lass with the sweet ruffles and a removable front tie of her halter bikini top, in her perfect figure and matching shorts, making a sultry seaside statement, saunters towards him. She sits down; putting her right hand over his left chest, she bends down and her rosy lips touches his. She feels his chest bombarding by his heart. Lollita is her name.
“Why did you kiss me?” asked Henry; astounded.
“Because I feel to do it.” Lollita answered playfully.
Henry gazes into her brown eyes and they exchanges friendly smiles.
He makes a quick move and brings her underneath his strong build. He arrests her both arms over her head pressing them in the sand. She struggles but fails.
“Why did you do it?” Lollita asked frowning and staggered.
“Because I feel to do it.” Henry answered.
She stares into his eyes and discovers affection. Henry brings his lips nearest to hers and their breath clashes; typhoon rises within Lollita’s heart as he caresses her face with his right fingers, swiping his palm down to her neck & circling his fingers over her chest. She closes her eyes.
Watching the intimate scene of the couple the Sun shines with full vigor out of jealousy. Sun couldn't stand the view, where in this hot summer everyone present on the beach is ready to swim inside the water to cool down; the love birds are totally engrossed, breaking themselves into each other’s arm and ready to evaporate in the wake of their love. Feeling disrespect Sun menaces the ocean and the grand waves start swallowing the surfers. The ocean rises himself higher, much higher than the normal, trying to reach the couple and wash them away but he could only reach to their feet, resulting in increasing their coziness level and they nestled more into each other’s arm.
The wise men have said,
“Lord Would Always Be At the Front of True Lovers to Guard &,
None In This World Could Make Them Fall Apart!”