The story of my life... So there I was lying on the beach minding my own business. The sand felt good between my toes. suddenly there she was ! The most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on. She smiled at me ever so innocently with a big bottle of tanning oil in her hands as she approached. With her soft voice she asked me to put some lotion on her back. I was eager to please and took the gallon of lotion from her small hands. Mezmerized by the words coming out of her mouth I was truly in heaven. I kept applying lotion to her supple skin, more and more. Her body glistned in the sun. There was a lot of lotion... We talked and talked, the words seemed to come from nowhere... Suddenly she said " Take Me NOW ! " I responded " where do you want to go? " She said " I don't care just TAKE ME !" As the words left her mouth she lunged towards me throwing her arms around me ... This was the moment I had been waiting for all of my life. . . All that lotion. She slipped right thru my grasp and fell to the ground ! She immediatley got up and lunged towards me again and again falling each time as there was so much tanning oil. We kept struggling to hold one another but the tanning oil was too slick. As we struggled her body became covered with sand so we worked our way to the water , falling and laughing the whole time. Finally after several attempts I had a firm grip on her and pulled her to me. Our lips were so close when the wave toppled us over . All I could see was water and sand ( the sand gets into everything! ). When I regained my footing she was gone pulled out to sea by the current. I could hear her calling for help but could not see where she was. Thats when he came along. Mr. Ken doll on steroids and a surf board. He pulled her out of the water effortlessly and then stole my kiss. They glided off into the beautiful sunset leaving me with the beach patrol who asked " is this your gallon of tanning oil? " He didn't give me time to answer he wrote me a citation for littering and contaminating the environment by putting the oil into the water. As he left me there I suddenly realized there was something missing from my pocket. My KEYS ! they must have fallen out of my pocket when the wave hit us. Now all I could think of was how would I get home! how would I get in when I get there? It's NEVER EASY .A little blues riff
