Normal afternoon here at the beach… 80… maybe 82. Perfectly sunny. A few clouds.

I’m doing my usual leaning against the boardwalk railing enjoying the breeze and the sunshine (Jenny in the Leopard Bikini picked me up in this spot last year… a NFL cheerleader. Oh my!) Anyways… I figured it stroll up to the lifeguard station and talk to my buddy Johan.

I chit chat with him and I see a crazy woman with a mask on her face and sitting in the the sand. Hear me out… the mask was covering all of her face. Every one was looking at her like what the… Even the lifeguard shrugged his shoulder, like “I don’t know Bro.”

I do know crazy is fun! Often dangerous… but fun!

No worries… this seems interesting. With a few “Hays” and weird waves… I get her attention.

I approach her and we talk for a bit.

Fuck. She’s annoying and a pretentious bitch.

For example… I try to warm her up  and I say… “What’s your name?”

She kind of sneers and looks at me. And says… “Doesn’t matter.” And pauses.

With a faint French accent she says, “I’d don’t remember little things like names.”

Hmm… I’m thinking… Girl, I’m gonna pull your hair hard and plow you for that bullshit.

And I know that chilling out on a yacht that I owe nothing for but everyone works for me… is not going to come easy. I might need a bit of patience… kindness and love. So I smile and say, “My name is Jeff. ”

She starts to talk about nothing. I pretend to listen… I was really looking at her nipples. Dime size with huge double DDs. You can see how firm they are. I kept looking.

For 15 minutes. Then she proposes Champagne and Caviar!

And she asks for my number.

Nice! Welcome to Palm Beach! I got to this island specifically for affluent French woman… to take me away and lock me up in a Chateau in southern France and spend our winters on the Mediterranean. Covid really threw a monkey wrench in my plan of the Good Life on the quick when all the French women are locked up in France. Slowly… things are getting back to normal.

Good luck Gentlemen. What you want will manifest, with a bit of action, a lot of faith and maybe more of both. But with certainty, you can get anything you want. Be patient. And have faith.

-Jeff

Side Note. Not PS. If you were writing a love note to a girl, write PS. But here’s a side note. I approached that girl on the beach with utmost confidence. I’m just an okay looking guy in pretty good shape. I’ve dated gorgeous women. A few Show Stoppers. I know this girl would go all in as I’ve dated women like her in the past. It’s okay to be friendly and inquire. Just be courteous. Often you’ll make their day. You got nothing to lose. Checkout out this article on why…

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