For the last two mornings, I enjoyed getting up at dawn for a run on the beach. The sun was slowly coming
up and the sounds of the waves and seagulls were the music I needed to soothe my desires for Mandy. I longed to see her again and was trying to be patient and not come on too strong. There was something about her outgoing personality that drew me to her like a moth to a flame. I longed to spend more time with her, but was afraid to push her away. The daily runs were my way of dealing with my sexual frustration, and pent up desires to feel her skin on mine.