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CLICK! I awoke to a funny noise. Not real loud but enough to wake me. I was alone in bed. Where was Rina, I wondered? The clock read 7:25 am. I looked at the door and it was propped open by the safety latch. I realized that Rina must have gone across the hall to her room and wanted to return without having to knock and wake me up. I stayed in bed awaiting her return. About ten minutes later she walked in.“Good morning, handsome,” she said. “Let’s go for a run. Get your ass outta bed!” She had washed her face, tied her hair back in her customary ponytail, and had on her running gear.I took a big, giant stretch and growled like a dog. I crawled out of bed and stretched again. I quickly washed my face and such and was soon lacing up my Nike Air Pegasus shoes. We agreed to do an hour this morning. As we ran down the beautiful Coronado beach, we were strangely silent.“You’re awfully quiet this morning. What’s up?” I asked.“Oh, nothing. Just thinking I’ll need to work out extra hard this week after so much food and booze this weekend,” she said.“Is that all?” I asked.Marina came to a dead stop. “To be honest, no. I have a million things swirling in my brain. All about you. All about us. Are we being naïve?” she asked.“I honestly don’t know. What I do know is that this weekend with you has been amazing. I’ve been trying to stay in the moment and not overthink this thing,” I told her. “Are you having second thoughts about long-distance dating?”Rina held my hand and started to walk down the beach. “Not at all. But what happens if we date for a year plus? What about our careers? Where might we live? I know, I’m getting way ahead of myself, but these are the things I worry about?”“Worry, or wonder?” I asked.Rina stopped again and looked at me, “Both. I’m sorry, I’m way, way, overthinking this.”“It’s ok. I get it. I’ve thought of those things too. Just promise me we’ll enjoy today. I’ll call you tomorrow night and it will have given us over twenty-four kaçak iddaa hours to see how we feel once we’re both at home and back to work,” I told her.“Great idea,” she said. “Bet you can’t catch me!” She took off running down the beach building into a full sprint.I got off to a slow start in the wet sand but finally smacked her ass after about fifty yards. We slowed back to our jogging speed. “I caught you!” I said. “Don’t get too tired, I have plans for you back at the room.”Marina laughed, “Oh, you think so huh? Maybe we should turn back now. If you think you can handle this chica.” We headed back to the Del and grabbed two coffees before heading up to our rooms. As we got back into my room, I told her I’m going to brush my teeth. “I don’t want to kiss you with coffee breath,” I joked.“Good idea, I’ll be right back,” she said as she headed to her room. Five minutes later she reappeared. She also washed up a bit, getting the sweat off her face.With a wink, I asked her, “Maybe we should start in the shower this morning. What do you think?”Rina kicked off her shoes instantly and pulled off her tank and sports bra as she moved toward my bathroom. “What are you waiting for, handsome?” she teased.What I thought would be a quick rinse turned out to be about twenty minutes of more soapy sensual fun. I loved how our skin felt together along with the suds. As we kissed, touched, and turned each other on. We finished rinsing off the soap and exited. We quickly dried each other off and Marina jumped on the bed.“I hope the people below us don’t call the front desk,” she said with a laugh. “First, I want you to make love to me. Then I want you to fuck me silly.”“I think I can do that,” I told her as I joined her on the bed.The next hour plus was a blur. We got each other off orally and had sex in countless positions. I think Marina had four orgasms. As we fucked in missionary, I told her I was going to climax. “Cum on me. Cum on my kaçak bahis tits. I want to see your big load all over my body” she said. “I’m your dirty little vixen!”I didn’t need to be asked again. I pulled out and didn’t even need to jerk off, I almost instantly started shooting cum on her body when my eyes focused on her tits. As I surveyed my pearl streams of spunk, I thought to myself, “not a bad load for a second load.”Rina began rubbing my man milk all over her torso and tits as if it were a lotion. “Oh fuck! That was so hot. Damn, we’re good together in bed,” she said.“No, you’re great. I’m average,” I said in all seriousness. I started thinking about how lucky I was to be with this model beautiful woman for the past five days. She was beautiful, a perfect body, a great rack, and so much fun in bed. Not to mention a Stanford grad with a big income career.“Don’t kid yourself. You eat pussy very well, and that cock does it for me,” Rina said.I noticed the clock, it was 9:30 am. “We better shower again. We’re meeting my folks at 11:00 am. And we have to pack,” I told her.“Can we pack after we say goodbye to your parents?” Marina pleaded.“Oh, great idea,” I told her. “I’ll start the shower.”An hour plus later I knocked on Rina’s door, she stepped out, and said to me, “I’m going to say it.”“Say what?” I asked.“Scott Williams, I love you,” Marina said. “I’ve been holding that in since Saturday night as we danced. I’m sorry I was so weird on our run.”I stopped her as she tried to say something, “Marina Flores, I love you too.”We held hands and headed to the lobby. My folks were just checking out and Becky saw us approach. “Are you checking out too?”“In a bit, maybe thirty minutes,” I told her.Rina told my parents how nice it was to spend the weekend with them, to meet Jenny and Jeff, and “your perfect son,” she said. “Christie and Bob, I know I’ll see you again soon.”My mother smiled, “I know we will too. After all, a mother knows.”“Christie, illegal bahis stop it,” my dad implored her.“It’s ok, Bob. I have a feeling my mother is going to say the same thing at lunch,” Rina said.As my dad hugged me, he said, “Follow your heart, son. Mine lead me to your mother.”Marina and I returned to our rooms to pack and soon we were checking out with Becky. We thanked her for pulling off an outstanding weekend for the wedding. “And tell your father thanks as well.”“Oh, it was his pleasure. He’d do anything for Bud and Laura. You know, they’re really good friends. They golf three to five times a month together.”“I had no clue,” I said.“My Dad keeps most of his cards to himself. Just like Bud. You two have safe flights home,” Becky said as we left the front desk.The next thing I knew we were sitting in Jorge and Molly’s home. “Scott, you should take a peek into Marina’s old bedroom,” Molly told me. “You might learn something about her.”Rina, obviously annoyed, said, “Mother, please.”“Is it just like the day she moved to Stanford?” I inquired.“Almost,” said Molly.Rina led me down the hall. It looked like the bedroom of a typical 18-year-old high school graduate from 1982. Double bed, dresser, stereo, and a bunch of volleyball and softball trophies. “I took down a bunch of posters a few years ago when I was home for Christmas. It was a bit dated.”“Posters? Of what?” I asked.“Bands mostly. The Police, Aerosmith, Journey, Styx. A couple of Chargers posters too,” she told me.I noticed something framed, a letter. Not wanting to be nosey I asked, “What’s the letter?”“My Stanford acceptance letter. I cried so much that day. I had worked so hard to go to my dream school. I tried to take it down too, but my father insisted I keep it there as a reminder that dreams come true with hard work,” Marina said.As if on cue I could feel someone behind us in the doorway. “Yes, I did Mejia. You should be proud of all that you have accomplished,” Jorge said.Without thinking I went and sat on the edge of the bed. Rina gave me a funny look. “You are the first boy to sit on my bed. Actually, you’re the first boy to be in my bedroom,” she said.

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