Foreword
The Autumn sun beat down on Lyn's naked form as she lay on the secluded beach. She was happy to get away from Anita and Mary. They were great to room with but sometimes the incessant chatter about all the men on campus would drive Lyn right up a wall. It was great to be alone, finally.
She smoothed the tanning lotion onto her long, shapely legs She dabbed a little extra on her smooth, white belly, hoping that the tender skin wouldn't burn. She wiped the excess oil onto her large breasts, paying special attention to the tender nipples. She didn't notice the boat.
He lifted the binoculars and scanned the beach. He was right. There was a girl there. He focused in on the nude form. Lovely, he thought. He watched as the girl massaged her tits, intrigued by her sensuous form and her obvious delight in her own body. A plan began to form in his mind. He lowered the glasses and walked to the stern.
"Get the nets and rope ready," he ordered his two deck hands. "I think we've found a little playmate....