Ah, summer! The beautiful sands of the beach and the amazing views from the beach that was under her feet, legs, and butt. Red hair pulled back into braid down her back, she leaned back on her hands and beside her, a beautiful old style camera. Kathleen wore a vintage looking one piece swim-suit and a pair of matching glasses. Tilting her head backwards, she allowed the sun's rays to place upon her neck and a smile came to her face. It felt wonderful to finally be here, to be away from her lovely school and be within the warmth of the islands. "Kathleen!" Tilting her head, she looked through the glasses at her mother, whom's irish accent was thick as she walked up in a sundress. "We are going to get lunch. We will see you at the hotel." Kathleen nodded and closed her eyes before turning her head back to where it had been. "Of course ma." The woman said, relaxing back into the sand as her mother moved off.



After about ten minutes, she was grabbing the sunscreen and smearing it gently on her legs and arms, making sure to rub it all in. As she got to her shoulders, she realized that without her mother she couldn't get to the back area of her skin. This was just lovely, she was going to burn on one spot. That wouldn't look good for a tan! Wrinkling her face to form what looked like a sad face, she tried to think of a way she could get this to work, but nothing was coming to mind at all. Putting her back away from the sun, she looked at the ocean and wished her mother was here to help her out, but she was out of luck. It was either burn it or keep it white...