Adult Blogger: TEENAGE WHORES walked along the beach looking at the crabs running away from the foaming water. She took a deep breath and thought that the decision of dropping everything and escaping from the office for a week had been the best thing to do. The deal was off, but it had not been her fault. Far from it. But she still felt annoyed at herself thinking that if she had tried this or that, maybe Mark wouldn't have made a fool of himself. It was too late now. In a week or so she would go back to the city, pick up the pieces, and start again. Only this time Mark would have to go, she had given him a chance and he'd blown it. It made her head ache to think about the whole mess.
Lost in her somber thoughts it took her a moment to realize she'd found the little river. Well, it was more like she'd stumbled on it. She carefully stepped over a piece of dead wood on the bank and had a good look round her. It was hardly a river, more like a creek. The waters were clear because it hadn't rained in a couple of days. Otherwise the water would be brown, full of leaves and dead branches.
