The girls were wearing shorts and tank tops that seemed stretched across their bodies with glowed with perspiration. One had light brown hair and the other jet black, but both had bodies to die for. Following them would be a pleasure if I could keep up. They were younger and in better shape and so slowly within the next kilometre they slipped from my view. The trail around Stanley park has many twists and turns as it makes way around the harbour and round to English Bay. A few more runners and cyclist passed me but non as fair as those two girls.
I was just over two thirds of the way round the trail when to my surprise I there at the side of the trail was the black haired beauty from the group. She was sitting at the edge of the trail holding her left knee. As I got closer you could see that there was blood on her knee and she was in pain. My guess was that she took a tumble at speed and bumped and scraped her knee. No one was helping her and her friends were nowhere to be seen. So I decided to stop and offer assistance, but mainly to have a closer look at this beautiful lady.
I stopped and said Are you alright, do you need some help?
She looked up with her blue eyes, moving her hair away from her face and replied No, that it wasn't necessary.
I looked at her admiring her long legs and cleavage of her firm breasts and said. your knee is bleeding, let me look at it, I have some water and a towel so we could clean it up a bit and bandage it till you get home.
I was trying to stay focused by my cock was starting to rise. So I knelt down beside her injured knee and removed my backpack. Great day for a blade I said trying to engage her in conversation as I got the towel and water. She nodded her head in agreement, and then removed her hand from the knee. She looked about 25 years of age, tanned body and shoulder length straight black hair. My name is Greg Trums, what's yours? I asked.
Cindy, and thank you for stopping, this really hurts. She replied in a soft voice.
So where are your friends you were skating with? I say you pass me earlier with them I asked
Well they are much better bladers and I couldn't keep up with them. We were to meet at the pub by the beach at 6:30pm if we got separated. I would have hoped that at least one of them would have thought to come back since its 7:00pm now. She said in a disgusted voice.
OK, this is going to sting as I try and get some of the dirty out of the scrap, OK
Cindy tensed as I cleaned the cut and wrapped the hand towel round the knee to apply pressure and stop the bleeding. I then asked are you OK to continue blading or would you like some assistance to get you to the pub?
She replied, I will try but yes your assistance would be appreciated.
Fine by me, as I would get to hold this sexy girl