Ellen was nearly at the end of her 2-week stay in Gran Canaria. Her college friend Suzy had flown back to Manchester the day before leaving Ellen on her own for the last few days. Ellen strode down to the dunes at Maspalomas in her black tie-up bikini with white shorts over the bottoms, her medium-length mousey blonde hair moving with the breeze and the pace of her strides. Her long tanned legs made her seem even taller than her 5 feet 8 inches. A pair of wayfarers protected her eyes from the September sun. Ellen was proud of her athletic-looking body and was looking forward to another day of showing it to the rays.
Ellen was enjoying the freedom of being away and alone and wanted to make the most of her penultimate day, it was just 7 am The beach was practically deserted as Ellen started to make her way through the dunes to the preferred spot in a secluded part of the sand dunes that her & Suzy had been sunbathing in for almost a fortnight.
The small group of guys they had made friends with would be along shortly after a brief exchange of messages when she was back at the apartment. They were a bright bunch on a sunrise archaeological dig; & were combining a College trip with a holiday.
Ellen laid her bright yellow towel down and undid and slipped off her white shorts. Next, she unclasped the bikini top and laid down to soak up some early morning rays... soon dozing off.