I want to tell you about a friend of mine. Her name is Evey and she lives in San Francisco. Evey is in her early 30's, around 5' 5" with the most beautiful long, red hair that cascades down her shoulders in waves. She has the perfect 36b breasts that sit up proudly, waiting to be kissed. Her waist is narrow and her hips and ass flair out perfectly into a classic feminine figure that Botticelli would have died for the opportunity to paint. Her lips are full and she has the cutest little smile. She describes herself as feisty and sarcastic which is very true but she also has a slightly twisted side to her personality. If I tell you how we met you'll understand.........
It was 3am and Evey couldn't sleep. She lay naked on the bed, the night air warm and clammy on her skin and the sheets damp with perspiration. She wasn't going to sleep anytime soon.
Deciding to take a drive to clear her head and at least relax if not sleep. Maybe the cool air coming off the bay will help. Evey threw on a t-shirt and some old sweatpants and grabbed the car keys.
The night air flowed sweetly as she drove through the city, heading for the marina. Pulling into the parking area off Mason she parked near the trees to the left, close to the sand. Stepping out the car and inhaling the fresh sea air Evey didn't notice another car coast silently into the parking area.
The slight breeze was cool on her skin so she slipped her shoes off and walked barefoot across the sand towards the water, savouring the sensation of freedom, of being the only person on the beach. Lost in thought Evey stared out across the water, towards the lights of the bridge further along the beach. So engrossed in her thoughts she never heard the tell tale squeak of sand beneath soft footsteps as they slowly approached.
A strong hand whipped around her face from behind and Evey was dragged to the floor, the hand muffling the instinctive scream. Before she could catch a glimpse of the person behind it she was flung roughly onto her front and a cloth bag yanked over her head, blinding her. She could hear harsh breathing and the sound of the water lapping the edge of the sand. She could hear the screams in her head but her body wouldn't cooperate, wouldn't let them out.