Lana immediately got up from where she was sitting and ran to the edge of the beach. "I don't want to use that weird thing, Noah!" she shouted with a laugh. Noah sat focused, watching Lana playing with the water on the beach.
Soon Noah got up from where he was sitting and walked over to Lana. Noah hugged Lana and turned her around. Lana looked surprised. However, she was happy with Noah's treatment of her, and they kissed each other there. Until finally, Lana lay back down on the sand on Noah's shirt. Their kisses continued, and now Noah's hands had started to unbutton Lana's uniform one by one.
Their lips were still locked together, and one of Noah's index fingers traced Lana's flat stomach. Lana's hand now chose to hang on Noah's neck. Noah was not on top of Lana, but beside her.
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