She lied there on her beach towel on her stomach with her top off facing the beach, when in the corner of her eye she spotted a man in his mid 20s, coming out of the water in board shorts, he looked incredibly hot, looked (from a distance) about 6’3 very muscular, six pack.
She watched him with a passion, “I wish he would notice me and come over” she said. In a instant the guy who was drying himself off looked over at her he put his towel around his waist and walked over.
“Hey” he said, “I’m Paul, I just saw you from over there and had to come over” he said.
She licks her lips, “Well hey there I’m…” she paused for a second, Betty as she was known in the old folks home just wouldn’t do “…I’m Monica” she said.
“Nice to meet you Monica” Paul said. “What you up to tonight?” he asked.
“Got nothing planned” she said. “Well how about we head out or do something” he said. “Sounds good”
“Well let me pick you up say around 6” he asked. “Yeah okay” she said.
“Can I drop you home or something” he said, “Nah its okay I just live up there” she said pointing at the apartment block, “Wow great views” he said.
“Yeah so meet you outside at six then?” she said. “Sounds good” he said. She wished for a mobile phone and to know the number so she could write it down.
“Cool, see you then” he said and raced up the beach to his car. Monica smiled ready for the next part of her plan.