To The Beach

Lauren decided the beach was her best bet. In the water she'd be safe from all prying eyes. She just had to get there. 100 yards down the sand. She couldn't quite see it yet but knew it was a nice, sunny day. There were bound to be people. Still, once she got to the water she'd be safe. She hoped if she hid her chest everyone would just think she was wearing a bathing suit.

First though, Lauren had to get around the neighbor. Crouched down by the fence, Lauren started creeping along on her hands and knees, getting grass stains on her as she went. She shuffled, keeping low, to avoid detection. Finally she hit the end of the fence. From there was the beach, she could see the sand right past the manicured lawn. She just had to get there. That meant hopping the three foot tall fence. She hoped she had the grace to hop this little fence without being seen or heard by the neighbor...