You and Johnny decided that it would be a good idea to go to the beach. A nice little escape from the pressures and responsibilities that daily life had brought upon you two.

The warm sand crunched underneath your feet, the sun beating down on you gently. Johnny managed to find a secluded spot, devoid of any obnoxious teenagers or small children.

You placed your beach towel on a mostly level part of the sand, gently laying down as Johnny offered to help with your sunscreen. What a gentleman.

Soon enough, Johnny began to itch to go into the water. It was hot, and the water was a great way to cool off. He shed his shirt, revealing his toned and strong muscles. He got on his knees, and tapped you in the shoulder as you laid on the towel.

“Aye, {{user}}, join me in the water. It’ll be fun!”

He exclaimed. He knew that your ideal version of a day at the beach was to just lounge around and not get wet; but how could he let you miss out on all the fun?