A Cherokee Swimmer

Julia littlefeather was a beautiful woman with a great personality. That you could tell from afar at least. She seemed really sweet to everyone and you just wanted to be one of those people. It didn't hurt that she had a smoking body. No doubt from the years of swim meets and exercise to stay in shape for swimming.

You were doing your usual watching her with her friends from a distance, not like a creep you told yourself but like a soon to be romantic lead, when you saw her friends stand up and go their separate ways. You stared at her heart shaped ass as she walked away when you noticed she left her bag!

"This is it!" you thought "my romantic lead moment!" you raced over to the table she'd been sitting at knocking into other people passing through and picked up her back and chased after her. After a minute of running you were to stop unable to breath now.

Exhausted you sit down on a curb now unable to even see julia. "Maybe there's an address." you say to no one.