。 He was so cute in surfing shorts of
orange collar and shell； the spindly blond hair pointing in all directions。
… Hmmm； I was just wondering if you are planning to go on a Christmas party tonight。
Blair looked at Serena。
… Are you planning to go to a Christmas party tonight？ She whispered。
Serena laughed； keeping his hand on his eyes like a visor。
… Of course。
Blair turned to Miles。
… Of course we are … she replied。
Miles based； trying to keep their eyes on her face。
… Legal。 See you later。
Blair smiled and escutcheons eyes； watching him drag it to the board for windsurfing and
show your muscles while pushed back into the water。 That was so fun。 How many times the kids
gave you two and a half meters of space to breathe？ She lay back in the towel and turned on
the belly。
It could be fun； but even using solar filter 45； there was a limit to the sun that the
breasts of a girl could take！
After one and a half hours of sunshine； Serena had pletely tan on both sides。 Was about
to say that the Blair has arrived when the sun 。。。
… Serena？
She turned and felt。
Yes； it was Flow。 And； yes； she was still without the top of the bikini。
He seemed not mind。 Went straight to the edge of the towel and Serena is bent on it。 In
part； Blair was lying face down； his head covered with a white shirt； pretending to sleep。
… At last … Flow sighed； moving with a shaken the bunches of dark blue eyes of cilia long。
Was wearing orange shorts of surf…electric and nothing more； and his body was lean and
muscular with a tan buttery roasted to perfection with cinnamon。 In the neck； a tooth shark
hung on a leather c