Copyright 2012, Smashwords edition
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This book is a work of fiction. The names, character, places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or are used fictitiously. All characters are created 18 years of age and older. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locations, is entirely coincidental.
It was a sunny day in June; Pensacola Florida was packed with vacationers here to enjoy the beautiful beach. Sandy at 25 years old had a great job as a personal assist to Lauren Brady one of the biggest art collectors in the North West she loved her job but was bored to death, so for excitement she became a recreational thief needing something to get her adrenaline going. Pensacola had the most beautiful weather she had seen since being 10 years old and visiting Disney World in Orlando Florida with her parents.
I had a planned to pick up my rental car, check in the hotel, and hit the beach. I really needed this vacation, a week off with no blackberry, no meetings, and no errands to run for my boss. My plan is to relax and soak up all the Florida sun I can. The beach front Hotel was inviting, after checking in I started unpacking my suitcases only to discover my brand new sexy French cut bikini was nowhere to be found. Damn I must have left it on the bed when I was rushing, I guess I have to make a detour and pick up another one on my way to the beach. I grabbed my beach towel and my tote and walked out of the hotel room.