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Ocean
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My birth mother strutted up onto the beach. Even though every man was looking at her, none of them were walking up to her. Perhaps that was some sort of Siren effect that intimidated them all and made them too scared to approach her. Let's just call it Sirentimidation.
The soulless lust seeker was scanning the beach as she walked along the sand. She was in need of someone, and she was being very picky about it. She seemed to be looking for someone or something specific.
Finally, she seemed to find what she was looking for. There was a man that was sitting at the back of the beach, watching the water with a forlorn look in his eyes. He was drinking a beer, but he was not overly enthusiastic about it.
