annet-50331903 @annet-50331903
The first time I remember feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin was when I was 15 years old. I had just gotten out of a pool and lay down on the grass. It felt so good to feel the coolness of the water evaporating off my body as I basked in the heat of the day. After that, I found myself going outside whenever possible to soak up the sun's rays.
As time went by, I started to notice how much better I looked when I was tan. It seemed like it accentuated all of my best features and made me feel more confident than ever before. This realization only fueled my desire to spend more and more time in the sun. Eventually, I began to go to the beach almost every day during summer vacation.
But it wasn't until one fateful trip that things started to change for me. A group of older guys noticed how tan I was and took a liking to it. They approached me while I was soaking up some rays and asked if they could take pictures with me. Before long, the entire beach was filled with people snapping photos and asking for autographs. It all seemed like such a blur.
Eventually, things got out of hand when one of the guys tried to take a picture with his phone. He accidentally took a photo of my ass instead of just taking a selfie with me. The guy felt embarrassed but I didn't mind it at all! In fact, I kind of enjoyed it because it showed that
