“Casey, you are everything a Jersey
Shore girl should be - smart, funny, tan, the best boogie-boarder and ice-cream
scooper ever.”
“Really? Why, Zack, you are the most
handsome, sweetest, tannest North Jersey boy I’ve ever met. Please carry my beach chair for me? I want to
see your big muscles protrude from under that tank top you are wearing.”
“Oh Casey, please let me kiss
you...Smack! Slobber!” What the...heck?
“Sasha! get off my
bed!” I yelled at my GoldenDoodle who has just returned from a romp along the
bay and has obviously decided to test the water and then run through the sand
and come back to the house to let me know all about it. Her course tongue
cleaned any bit of drool that may have dripped down my chin from the dream I
was just having about me and…. Zack? What? I glanced at the clock. It’s 9:00 am and
I was reminded that today was wakeboarding day with Nick, Zack and Phoebe. We
wanted to get onto the water before a lot of boat traffic appeared as its
easier for beginners to learn the sport on a flat bay rather than a choppy one...
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