My boots make a faint squelch as my feet tense inside them, but it seems all the other liquid I produced has evaporated. It would be easier if I could... just take off my jacket, or let my skirt drop. I feel the sweat soak into my beloved pinstripe, almost as if I’m becoming one with it like a second skin. I’m panting as well; the heat and exertion are taking their toll. My fringe sticks to my forehead; even my hair is too much, overheating me.Then it all shuts off. All that remains is me, in the. So this beach was the "in" place for high school students to be seen on non-school days like today. It also was the beach Heather "ruled" during much of her spare time, and where Alan had run into her a couple of times when he was first getting to know her.There was a road running next to the beach for only a few blocks, and one had to descend some stairs to get down from the road to the sand. The cliff was close to the road on one side, but on the other side there was a boardwalk with a row of. He had been alone for much of the last 7 years and had only a vague memory of times when he wasn't running from someone or something. This was the normal course of life for him.Most people had thought that after the death from the die offs had finished there would be plenty of things for the survivors to live on. Unfortunately they had forgotten about the tendency of men without hope to destroy things. Men, not many but enough, had reacted to facing death by indulging in an orgy of destruction,. Well let’s call her Archana. Archana and me, we were in school together from 10th – 12th and otherwise as well we used to go to the same tuition so we were good friends. Girls start to develop you know in their puberty, she developed well let’s say beautifully and bigger.She is opposite of my wife, I mean look wise. She is 5 feet tall, curvy, dusky complexion, and huge melons. We used to call her “Nariyeli” which is basically “coconut” in Gujarati because of her juicy hanging big boobs.They.