Warning: Sexual Content. I suggest if you are young are don’t like this sort of stuff to skip it.

It has been another three weeks in Australia and I have had many dates with Dave. I haven't heard from Chuck. His calls stopped a week ago after Dave and I got more serious. Chuck is also staying off of Gossip Girl. From what Nate has been telling me Chuck keeps coming home drunk with different girls.

He isn't my problem anymore. Today I was going to go back to the beach with Dave. I couldn't wait. I think I am starting too really like him. I get dressed in a string black bikini. My boobs looked even bigger in this bikini. I hate being so big boobed.

Dave comes and picks me up and we walk to the beach. On the way he wants to stop to get ice cream. I shake my head while crinkling my noise and he laughs at me. I have always hated ice cream since I was a little kid.

We enter the small little ice cream shop and he gets some Chocolate ice cream. I made my noise crinkled again and he stared at me.

"You don't like chocolate or ice cream?" He asks.

"Not really. Ice cream sucks and chocolate is evil." I smirk.

He laughs at me and he takes my hand. Once we walk out of the Ice Cream place people started take photos. Once we get onto the private beach we are fine. It is calm and I like that. The waves are very high and I smile.

"Let’s go surfing" I smile.

"I don’t know how to surf." He laughs.

"I'll teach you then." I smirk.

He places his hand on my hip and we walk to the surf board rental thing. I got a pink one and he got a dark green one. I set my board in the sand close to the water. I watch him place his board next to mine and then he takes off his shirt. He looks at me and i do the same. I see his eyes traveling down my body.

I look at his body and bite my lip. I shake my head and purposefully bend over with my ass towards him. I place my phone up top of my shorts. I turn back at him and he is biting his lip. I start teaching Dave the basics of surfing.

"Ready?" I smile.

"Can you show me first?" He asks looking at the water.

"Sure" I smile.

I run to the water and get in. I swim far out and I look back at the beach. Dave is watching closely. A few minutes later I find a nice wave and start paddling towards the beach. Once as the wave hits I stand up. My feet shoulder width apart and my hands close to me. I ride the wave all the wave to the beach and then fall off in deep enough water.

"Come in" I yell at Dave.

He comes in and we start riding waves he whole time. He is really into it and he is smiling a mile wide. He looks like a little kid at a candy shop. I watch him catch the next wave and he falls off of it quickly. I swim over to him and he isn’t coming up.

"Dave?" I scream.

I start to get worried by I am pulled into the water. Dave. I swim over to him and wrap my legs around his waist.

"I taught you were a shark" I laugh.

"I’m hotter than one though" He smiles.

He kisses me on the lips and I tangle my finger through his wet hair. I feel his hands go down my back to my bikini bottoms and I smirk through the kiss. It turns into a make out session.

Once we get back to the hotel he throws of my shirt. I crash my lips to his and play with the end of his shirt. He gets the hint and he throws off his shirt. I smirk and scan his body. He laughs and grabs my waist. I take off my shorts and jump up. He holds up my hips and I play with his hair. I tug at it a bit and he moans.

He lays me down on to the bed and he plays with the ties off my bikini. I pull the string and it falls off. I take off my bottoms and he stares at me.

"Beautiful" He smiles.

We both make out and he looks at me. He goes over to the desk and comes back with a square packet. He tears it open with his teeth and places it on. He enters me and I scream in pleasure.

He thrusts slowly at first but then starts going faster. Every now and then he asks me if I am ok and I just nod. It hurts but I can stand it all. Before long we both come off of our highs and we lay beside each other.

He gets changed into his spare clothes from his bag and i go to my closet. I pick out a pair of jean shorts and just an Okay? Okay shirt. I don’t like dressing up like the other girls to. I blow dry my hair into beach waves and I put some makeup on. I place a pair of flip flop on and we go off.

We are eating at a small bar and it looks really cute. It has a few volleyball nets in the back with a large sand court. It is very pretty. He gets a large hamburger and I just get a small fries. I'm not hungry.

"Are you not hungry?" Dave asks.

"No" I smile.

The meds I have been on for depression cuts down my appetite. I barely eat anything anymore. It isn’t that big of a deal so. I still maintain my weight so. 110. I don’t have anymore taught so that’s a good thing.

Dave takes my hand and I smile at him. I lean m head on his shoulder and he stats rubbing his thumb over my wrist. Before I realize it he stops and looks at me. His grip tightens on my wrist and I see tears in his eyes.

"Dave it was a long time ago" I mutter.

"How long ago?" He says.

He takes my wrist and slips it up. He traces the cuts on my arm with his thumb and them kisses my wrist. A tear falls down my cheek and one onto my hand.

"Two months ago almost" I mutter.

"Why? Tell me everything" He demands.

"Well it all started.."