It is summer and Temperance loves the beach. She flies to California. She rents a beach house. Temperance gets settled in and decides to go for a walk.
Walking along the beach, Temperance spots a hammock. Feeling sleepy, she decides to rest. Temperance lays on the hammock and begins thinking how wonderful it would be to have a man of her own to love and be loved in return.
Temperance's long red hair, sprawled above her head, around her face, as she lay there dreaming. She awakens very hot. Looking about, she noticed that no one is around, so she thought.
He, Nickodemus, was in the bushes and couldn't believe his eyes. How beautiful she was. She was wearing a sheer dress that clung to her every curve. He didn't mean to watch, yet he couldn't look away from the vision set before him. Watching her made him yearn to be with her. His manhood was very hard and wanting.
Temperance begins slowly lifting her dress up to her thighs, making it aware that she had no panties on. She spread her legs apart and began rubbing her swollen mound. She started moaning. How she wished she had a man to do this to her. She inserted two fingers and began making love to herself. Temperance stopped only to take her dress off and caress her breasts. How she wished a man was there with her now. Temperance went back to making herself feel good. Fantasizing of a man being between her legs, pumping her hard, instead of just her two fingers.
This woman, this vision, beauty like none he's every known. He continued to watch as he got up from the bushes and edged himself toward her.
Startled, Temperance went to cover herself up but looking at him, she couldn't. He was handsome, very tan, muscular, light brown hair, and eyes, oh how his eyes took her breath away.