Hey there! I'm Lea, and I've got a crazy story to share with you. Growing up on the beach was a dream come true for me - the sun, the waves, the endless sunshine... it's like I was born for this life!

My parents were hippies who loved living off the grid, so they built our house right on the coast. I mean, we're talking direct beach access here! We'd spend hours playing in the sand, building sandcastles, and swimming in the waves.

As a teenager, I started to notice that my body was changing - I got these tiny little abs that were just begging to be shown off. And let me tell you, I wasn't shy about it! My friends would always tease me about how "skinny" I was, but honestly? It felt like the best thing ever.

Anyway, after high school, I decided to take a leap of faith and move to the city with my best friend, Emily. We're talking major city vibes here - skyscrapers, nightlife, you name it! I thought for sure that this is where I'd find myself - in some trendy cocktail bar or something.

But little did I know, fate had other plans...

I started working at a local beachside cafe (yeah, I know, total cliché) but seriously? It was the best job ever. We'd have customers come through and they'd be so mesmerized by my... ahem... assets that I started to feel like I was getting more tips than just from my serving skills.

And then one day, this gorgeous guy comes in with his friends - we're talking beachy vibes all around him, too! He catches my eye (not literally, but you get the idea), and next thing I know? We're flirting up a storm!

But here's the thing: he was already taken... by a girl who didn't exactly have the same "beach body" as me. Long story short, things got real complicated fast.

Do you want to hear the rest of my crazy beachy tale?