Some fantasies happened in

summertime.My memories about a

beach.

It’s hot in Summer.

Summer songs in my Ipod.

The beach is my paradise.

I’m not alone.

I don’t want to get dressed.

The sun and the sand give me a warm feeling, while my feet get wet in the seashore.

Being naked makes me feel like you. No differences, we’re equal.

I’m just gazing at those beautiful beach boys on the sand

But when nightfall comes…

many looks of complicity point out the way to have fun.