𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐁𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐢 ...

One Summer in our early days together at Rockaway Beach I stood waist deep in the ocean and watched as the rolling waves lifted her up, and too her blue velour terrycloth bikini.

Velour terrycloth is very loosely soft when wet; like tissue paper. It clung close to her body, and with each wave she had to adjust it to keep from being exposed. 

So modest. So sexy.

A moment so vividly remembered after so many years, and so many waves ... upon waves. And, all kinds. As you can imagine. Many gentle and regularly recurring. Others more so. And some, crashing.