As I finally reach the buoy, I turn my face to the shore again, expecting to get a peek of the red haired woman I had seen a few minutes ago. Disappointed, I can´t see her running on the sand.-"Pity!!!".-I mutter to myself, a bit frustrated.-"But perhaps I have better luck later...".-I think, decided to meet that athletic woman with such a striking red mane.<br/><br/>Climbing to the large buoy, I close my eyes, enjoying with the warm feeling of the sun rays bathing my athletic, quite muscular, defined body. When I open my eyes again, I can see a figure swimming on the quite waters. I smile in rejoice as I realize that she is the red haired woman.-"I am a lucky man, indeed!!!".-I think exultant, seeing, mesmerized, the wonderful style which the woman swim.-"Damned!!! I have to meet that woman!!!".-I mutter to myself. A second later, I am diving into water, and, swimming, I make my way to her.