After having a moment to think about it, I’ve figured out exactly what was missing from my life. And Megan Davison is it. She’s a woman that I need more of. If I could slather every minute that goes by with her presence I would. She looks more beautiful than a mermaid in the water, and most likely she’s just as rare as one. You don’t see too many women as hot as her out in the wild so this sure is a treat. I hope this trend of sheer overlay attire continues because it’s looking really good ladies. I know the primary purpose for wearing sheer is to keep cool but a side effect of it is also looking extra seductive. How’s that for killing two birds with one stone.
My only goal now is to get close to Davison. Close enough that she feels comfortable with me calling her Meg for short. Like a pet name used between happy couples. Because I can’t see us being anything else. We would start out as simple beach mates, splashing around, then eventually get serious as the day progresses from cloudless sunshine to inevitable sunset. It’d be the best time she ever had while at a beach.