Love Above Sea Level by Spencer Dryden



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A beach bum/surfer is smitten by a six feet seven inches tall. But can his infatuation turn

to love above see level?

Clayton Stoner is a blond, bronzed, hard-bodied, beach bum/surfer living the life of a

thirty-one-year-old Peter Pan in a tiny oceanside cottage near St. Augustine, Florida. One calm

Sunday, he sees a strikingly beautiful woman who is six feet seven inches tall taking paddle

surfing lessons at the local surfer’s beach. He is immediately smitten, but unable to get her

attention when he encounters her at a nearby convenience store, and again, later that day, as she

is running along the beach where he is relaxing.

They finally connect when he is sent to do plumbing repair work at the beach cottage

she is renting. She continues to spurn his friendly advances. It looks hopeless for him until fate

intervenes. But can a laid-back surfer and a woman driven by career achievement see eye to eye

well enough for a long-term relationship?

A light offshore breeze did little to dry the sweat on our brows as we sat on the front

porch of my beach cottage, transfixed by the surf. Our suits were still wet from our frustrating

day trying to ride waves that wouldn’t form. Nothing dries in North Florida humidity except

throats after a day of sun and surf. My buddy Smitty and I were several beers in before I finally

broke the ice.

“So, Smitty, what do you do when you find your eyes are at tit level with a beautiful


“My eyes are always at tit level with women.”

“Asshole, I’m not talking about where your eyes are looking. I’m talking about height.

What if your eyes were only as high as a woman’s breasts?”

“Are these breasts sagging down to her belly button?”

I made a cross with my fingers and held it up to him, hoping his flesh would burn. “No,

in fact, they were small and pushing straight out. She was very trim.”

“If you had leaned forward, would you have got one nipple in each eye?”

“Stop it. I’m being serious here.”

“So am I. She could put your eye out.”

“That’s my beer you’re drinking,” I said. “You could at least give me some decent


He rubbed his chin as if it would make him smarter. Smitty only thought with his cock,

and I was glad he didn’t whip it out and rub it for insight.

“Dude, they’re all the same height lying down. And a tall one can wrap her legs around

you twice. What’s your problem?”

I huffed and shook my head. “Smitty, if they ever cut your head open, nothing but pussy

would fall out.”

“Okay, Stoner, I’ve got a half a beer left, and then I got to go. The mullet are running, and

I want to come down tonight to do some fishing. Are you with me?”

“No. I’ve got an early job tomorrow.”

“Would you mind if I parked in your driveway then?”

“No problem.”

“I promise I’ll be extra quiet if I see a couple of legs hanging out the window.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Dude, if you get that woman into your bedroom, there’s no way she’s gonna fit on your

bed without hanging her legs out the window.”

Smitty had a point. My beach cottage was pretty small.

“So where did you meet this beauty?” Smitty asked, catching a belch.

“Well, we haven’t really met yet. I was in line in front of her down at the Circle K earlier

today. I turned around, and there I was with my nose in her breasts.”

“So what’s her name, where does she live, and is she available?”

I shrugged.

Author Bio
Spencer Dryden is a new writer but an old guy on the threshold of draining any reserves

left in Medicare and Social Security. In real life he is a handyman, an at-home dad, inventor, and

web videographer living a quiet life in the frozen tundra of Minnesota (USA).

He earned an MBA from a prestigious Midwestern university, but is so far behind on

the career earnings scale of his peers that the university has offered to refund his tuition if he

will return his diploma and disavow his affiliation, lest he continue to denigrate the school’s

impeccable brand.

His first book, a novella, Bliss was published in April of

2014 in the Covert line at Breathless Press. It is a story of a woman’s

struggle with sexual shame.


He can be reached at multiple locations:

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