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The Bookworm and The Surfer
Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: NymphWriter, Rating: 43, Source: LushStories
outrageous today,” said one guy. “A bit rough for me,” said another. “It’s why I came in when I did.” “When’s the full moon?” asked a third. “Still a couple of weeks out,” said a fourth. “The surf will be wicked when it’s here. Plus, I hear there is a hurricane off Mexico that might bring in double overhead.” “No thanks,” said the second guy, “that’s too gnarly for me.” Too gnarly? I thought. I looked over the four guys; one was the cute surfer I was watching. They were all rather fit; firm muscles, tight abs, hard legs. I turned back toward the fire when I heard, “You’re smart. Too many don’t know their limits.” “Really?” I asked, turning toward the four. “How hard can it really be? I mean, can’t any idiot surf?” There was a collective gasp. The one surfer who I had been watching all day stepped over to me, knelt down and said, “Darling, we constantly rescue kooks who thought like you. Maybe if you took your nose out of a book once in a while, you might learn a thing or two.” With that, he walked away. ~*~*~ I needed to cool my jets. That ignorant Bookworm pissed me off. I walked along the surf thinking about what she said. It wasn’t the first time I had heard such talk, and I knew it wouldn’t be the last either. It usually takes years to learn to how to surf, and fitness level alone usually disqualifies most early on. After all, there is a reason you never see a fat surfer. I had gone about a hundred yards or so when I heard, “Hey, wait!” It was the Bookworm. I didn’t turn, ...