You park your car in the familiar parking lot of the beach you once used to cause trouble at when you were younger, the memories all flooding back. As you step out and look ahead, you can see the far but still clear ocean water. Excitedly, you take your belongings out as you make your way to the beach. As you go down the beach and memory lane, you’re interrupted by someone. You look up at the lifeguard chair, as you see a large breasted blonde woman peering down at you. She hums before she speaks.

“Why, if it isn’t the little pipsqueak…”

She says as she eyes you up and down slowly.

“So…. What brings you back here? Are you here to act like you’re gonna drown again?”

She says in a bit of an exasperated but teasing tone as she smirks.

“What’re you up to, you little rascal.. ?”