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Post by Haley Taylor on Mar 24, 2008 14:43:41 GMT -5
Haley walked across the beach in only her green bikini. A pair of Gucci sunglasses shaded her eyes from the harsh sun rays and her black iPod was plugged into her ears. She had put her hair up in a high ponytail, so it swished behind her as she walked along the warm sand.
Looking around at the fairly pitiful selection of guys, she wondered what Trey was doing. The boy had been on her mind an odd amount of time in the last month. They'd had two more encounters of the sexual kind, and despite her best efforts, Haley felt a kinship forming with him.
It was more a feeling of friendship at this point, but still. The whole point of this thing was no strings attached. And she was worried about another tiny piece of feeling that kept nagging at her; she was starting to become attached in a way.
Every time she saw him, Haley couldn't help smiling at Trey. Yes, he made her feel more than any guy ever had when they had sex. And she didn't want more... did she?
Sighing, she walked over to her towel and reached up, undoing her ponytail and shaking her hair around her shoulders. Laying down, she stretched herself across the white towel she had brought with her. Closing her eyes, she focused on the music pumping through her body.
It was Papa Roach, the CD Getting Away With Murder. For some reason, she had found herself listening to this CD more and more since she'd met Trey. Haley cursed herself silently. Why couldn't she just go even an hour without him sneaking into her thoughts.
Relaxing her body once more, she let the suns rays warm her curvaceous and perfectly proportioned body. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Trey Sanders on Mar 24, 2008 15:42:55 GMT -5
Wiping some water from his face Trey exited the water, jamming his surfboard into the sand. Looking to his right and then his left he stretched his back once more, catching a glimpse of Haley as he did so. Smiling he began walking towards her, shaking some of the water from his glistening body. The day happened to be one of the sunnier ones, great for surfing considering the swells they were getting.
"What brings you out here alone?" He asked her, smirking her way as he stood over her, creating a shadow over her stomach. Haley was providing him something to look forward to, something that he enjoyed every few weeks. Their agreement had proven to help them both out in more ways than one. He found it thrilling to talk to her too and more than once had he found himself thinking about her.
But the girl from Greaser's dominated his mind more than her. Strange to think he'd met two very different, very interesting girls in the last few days. Shaking his hair so it stood up he laughed as the water droplets landed on her exposed skin.
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Post by Haley Taylor on Mar 24, 2008 15:47:23 GMT -5
Haley had taken out her music and was starting to get bored when a shadow was cast over her. Opening her eyes, she was ready to bitch out whoever was in her sun. When she saw it was Trey though, she smiled and laughed at his question. "Boredom overcomes me. What about you, cowboy?"
After all these weeks, Haley still called him that... not even she knew why she'd started, but she liked it. She groaned a little as Trey put water on her skin. Trying to wipe it away, she only succeeded in making her skin shiny where the streaks of water now were. "Now why did you have to go and do that?" she asked him with a laugh, looking up into his eyes with her baby blues. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Trey Sanders on Mar 24, 2008 16:31:02 GMT -5
Shrugging Trey laughed at her still, the way she moved and held herself was always interesting for him to watch because it hadn't been what Craig told him about her. In fact...it seemed she was the complete opposite most of the time...sleeping with Trey had set her off in a whole new direction, causing Trey to somewhat fear Craig, who only joked with him on the matter.
"Guess I have good aim." He laughed, watching her wipe it away. The sheen of the water made him remember the time they'd tried it in the bathtub...it'd worked out much better than he'd intended. Scratching the nape of his neck he wondered for a moment what else he should say to his casual sex friend.
Moving from her sun he sat in the sand a few feet from her, watching the swells rise and fall. He'd been out there all morning, though they were huge and enjoyable for him he'd had to cancel four kids lessons, they were too big for kids of the size he was teaching.
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Post by Haley Taylor on Mar 24, 2008 16:37:55 GMT -5
Haley laughed a little. "Oh, I see. So you were trying to get me wet." she said, her voice light and teasing. Most girls probably would have made that statement with a husky voice and lowered lids... not her. She knew who she was, and she wasn't going to change that for anyone.
Sure, she flirted with the best of them, but most of the time she preferred her light and humorous demeanor. "So how's life?" she asked him, turning to lay on her side so she was facing him, her head propped up on her hand. Trey interested her in more than just sex, she could have a conversation with him without feeling awkward about their agreement. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Trey Sanders on Mar 24, 2008 17:29:40 GMT -5
It was always relaxing to sit and talk to Haley. She was so at ease with herself and their agreement there was little to be bothered with about it. Except lately...he'd been thinking about Twigg much more...which although he wasn't emotionally attatched to Haley...he feared that this knowledge, should it come to light, would prove to make everything a lot more difficult.
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