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Girl in bikini by the swimming pool

young woman
The sun was hot and the day was long, but she didn't care. She felt like she could swim forever. The water was cool and refreshing as the waves gently washed over her. She smiled to herself, enjoying the freedom of being alone.
The girl stood up and brushed back her hair before diving back into the pool with a splash. Her dark hair flowed behind her like a flag waving in the wind as she swam underwater for as long as she could hold her breath before coming up for air with a gasp.

She laughed softly, enjoying the way her body felt when it was moving through the water so effortlessly—the way it seemed to just melt into the liquid around her, becoming one with it instead of fighting against it.

As she floated on her back, letting herself drift out toward where sunlight peeked through the trees above her head, she thought about how different things would be if only someone else were here with her right now: someone who could share this moment with them both instead of just having it all to themselves—someone who could appreciate this peacefulness they shared together while they swam in silence beneath an endless blue sky dotted by fluffy white clouds drifting lazily overhead…

She was a beautiful girl, and she knew it. She had known it since she was old enough to understand that her mother's beauty came from her father, who passed it on to his daughter.

She was sitting by the swimming pool at the beach, wearing a bright yellow bikini. Her legs were crossed, and she was drinking a piña colada from a straw.

Her hair fell in waves down her back, and her eyes were blue like the ocean. Her skin was browned from hours in the sun, but there were still freckles on her nose that had appeared when she was young.

A man walked up behind her as she sat there sipping her drink. He cleared his throat to get her attention before he sat down beside her on the chair they both shared as they looked out over the ocean together.

She turned to look at him with interest as he spoke: "Hello."

"Hi," she replied with a smile that made his heart skip a beat (or two). "What's your name?"

There she was, the most beautiful girl in the world.

She was sitting by the swimming pool in her bikini. Her skin was tan, and her hair was golden. The sun shone on her face, making it look like a glowing halo around her head. She held a book in one hand and a glass of iced tea in the other.

He walked over to her and sat down next to her on the edge of the pool. He looked at her and smiled. She looked back at him and smiled too. They didn't say anything for a while as they just sat there together under the sun, smiling at each other and drinking their iced tea or reading their books.

Finally he broke the silence with: "So…you're really pretty."

She laughed softly and said: "You're really nice."

She was beautiful. The kind of beautiful that makes you feel like you're falling in love, that makes your heart beat faster, and your stomach do somersaults. She had long, blonde hair that fell in soft waves around her face and down her back. Her skin glowed like it was lit from within; she looked like an angel.

Her bikini was a bright red—the color of passion and heat, but also the color of blood and danger. It matched her lips perfectly, which were painted with a deep red gloss. Her blue eyes sparkled as she gazed into mine, and I felt myself falling deeper into their depths every second that passed by without us speaking or moving away from each other's gaze.

I couldn't help myself; I reached out to touch her hand as she moved it towards me slowly across the table where we were sitting side by side on chairs made for two people who might want to spend time together under the stars or maybe even cuddle up together on a couch when they're feeling tired after a long day of work?

She smiled at me softly as our fingers touched briefly before pulling away shyly again--it was enough though; just enough to make me feel like everything was going according to plan today!

I know you're there, but I don't want to look.

I can feel your eyes on me from across the pool. You're watching me swim back and forth through the cool water, my hair floating up around my head like a halo. My skin glistens in the sunlight and I feel like an angel.

I'm not just swimming laps; I'm dancing with myself, waltzing across this blue world that we share. It's so easy for us to be together here; we fit together perfectly, like two puzzle pieces that were always meant to be joined together.

Every time you look at me, it makes me melt inside. When you smile at me, it makes my heart beat faster. Every time you speak, I feel as though you are speaking directly into my soul—and when you touch me… well, let's just say that there isn't much left of me anymore after that happens.

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