Beach right outside her bungalow.

"Beach it is," Ava announced to herself as she snagged her white two piece thong bikini and closed her suitcase. She took her time tying the white string ties, making sure her girls were supported but also left little to the imagination. Ava kicked her athletic thong over to her yoga pants on the floor, replacing with a matching white pair. Lastly, she picked up a white romper cover-up and sunglasses before walking out her back deck. As she walked towards the beach, a young man in a teal polo ran over to her.

"Hello miss, would you like a beach chair and umbrella?" he politely offered.

“That’d be great thank you so much,” Ava replied. Instantly the man had a beach chair carried in one hand and an umbrella on his other shoulder. Ava picked a spot with other guests few and far around her removed her cover-up. As she rested her slender pale body on the warm reclining beach chair lounger Ava placed an order for a Piña Colada, fully engaging in vacation mode. The warm sun danced on her exposed skin as the clear blue waves softly crashed against the white sand. As her drink was finally delivered, she looked around her surroundings.

The beach was surprisingly quiet. Ava thought more people would be out and about on such a gorgeous day, but she wasn’t going to start complaining. Women on various degrees of the tan skin scale soaked up the rays with the latest fashionista bikinis and one pieces. A few spring break groups of college students could be seen but, judging by how much it cost Ava to stay per day, she doubted they weren’t the ones footing the bill. Every so often a few men and women walked by, trying to non-discreetly sneak a peek of Ava’s shapely beach body. Little did they know her sunglass hidden blue eyes peeked right back, some longer than others. After a while of people watching, the GDF agent removed her glasses, closed her eyes, and just let the sun soak her skin as worries of missions and espionage melt away.

Just as her mind became blank, a single uneasy feeling remained. Ava’s mind went back to outside the hotel doors. The two men confronted the woman, not letting her pass as the argument got heated. She began to mentally review and file away all three of their faces and how their voices sounded. Ava was definitely not going to remember the last gem of “be careful bitch” before he ran with his tail between his legs. Just as she began to imagine how she would have subdued them, she shook her head.

“You’re finally on fucking vacation” she whispered to herself. Ava reached for another sip of her tropical cocktail and let the sound of the waves fill her mind.

Bvvvrrr-Bvvvrrr Ava’s phone began to vibrate against her thigh, breaking her almost trance like state of relaxation. She opened her eyes and scanned her smart phone to see a generic message. The text explained that her guest Wi-Fi was now active and could be used anywhere on the resort grounds. Just as she was about to put her phone back down, she remembered a certain mile high club member she had met earlier that day. Ava went onto her extremely secured and unrevealing Instagram account and searched for Ramon’s model page. After scrolling for a few minutes, that radiant smile popped up.

Not surprisingly, most of his public photos were of him shirtless in various tropical locations. A few ads for men’s underwear, watches, and clothing designers also filled his feed. Ava continued to study each one quickly, while lingering on the ones that revealed the most of the Hispanic man’s figure. While she took note of any women, or men for that matter, or seemed more than just friends, her heart dropped when she saw that he had posted live video from earlier today.

“Oh don’t tell me he taped me…” she murmured to herself before taking a long sip of her drink. Her fears were quickly squashed as the quick videos did not include any parts of her, clothed or not. Messages, pictures of the island, and videos of his hotel room and co-workers were the only images posted on his story. Her scrolling was interrupted by a notification of a new photo being posted. Ava studied the lines of his muscular back as he stood in front of the clear blue ocean with his shirt off. The tag line below stating “can’t wait to see what happens next.” Ava smiled, hit the heart “like” button and decided to put her phone away and get back to mindless relaxation.

After a few hours of her entire body being warmed by the sunshine, Ava decided to explore. With her sunglasses on and her cover-up thrown over her shoulder, she started walking down the beach. The warm water swept over her bare feet as the Ava could see a school of fish swim by. She could hear the faint bumping of a DJ’s bass starting up somewhere on the compound as she scanned the area for hotel landmarks. Her blue eyes spotted a swim up pool bar with submerged barstools and a lively crowd. The sun wasn’t close to setting, but definitely shifted enough to let Ava know sunbathing for today might be done. She started to walk away from the ocean towards the hotel buildings, wondering what she wanted to check out next.

Bvvvrrr, her phone again vibrated. Ava looked to see an Instagram direct message had been received. “Like what you see Savannah? Want to videochat in a few to see more ;) ?” the message read with a phone number. At first she thought it was spam, but then that tan smiling face of Ramon appeared.

“Well,” she thought to herself, “I guess I could see how Ramon is doing.” A few joyful cries came from the pool bar as she made her way past it. Ava hesitated and debated calling Ramon so quickly, knowing she can make him wait a bit longer.