My best friend and I had decided that the two of us were going to spend the summer time at the beach, after graduation. All of us were planning on enjoying the bikini clad ladies, and doing nothing but having fun. All of us didn’t feel about how overheated it was going to be or that the two of us couldn’t afford to do anything but watch the bikini clad ladies. After a week, the two of us knew the two of us had to get a task, so the two of us found where they were giving us free rooms in the beach condo if the two of us worked at their boardwalk stores. All of us were thinking about those shows where the ladies were regularly in bikinis and there was a overheated tub and unlimited air conditioner. All of us thought the two of us would be unbelievable more than working, but the two of us thought wrong. All of us were putting in twelve hour shifts and the ladies that were working in our beach house, couldn’t fit in bikinis. I wanted to quit and go home, but my friend said the two of us should stick it out for awhile. All of us appreciated the beach condo and air conditioner, and even if they didn’t wear bikinis, the ladies were cool. All of us spent a lot of our time going to the bars in the evening. As long as the two of us were to labor on time, they didn’t care what the two of us did with our time off. After 3 weeks, the two of us found out that the two of us were entirely having a lot of fun. The one girl was trying to cuddle up with my friend, however she wasn’t having any of it. She kept telling her to cool off with the air conditioner. By the end of the summer, I started falling for one of those ladies. I wasn’t telling her to cool off with the AC, but trying to convince her to come condo and meet my parents.