Markus could sense her approaching as the Summer sun shone down on the mansion. In his mind, he couldn’t help but contentedly affirm a few things while staring out the window, at the blue, cloudless sky: Saturday. Summer. Skinsuits. Of course, regardless of the conditions, they usually found plenty of other ways to have fun most days – rain or sunshine. But special days like this only ever came around once throughout the year. And he knew from the onrushing sound of feet she was about to rush into the room and was about to say. “All right, it’s Summer!!! The sun is shining, what are we waiting for? Let’s go to the beach!” Markus shut down his computer, concluding his morning affairs, having prepared for this eventuality. “All right. I am in. Who’s going as the man? And who’s going as the girl? Or are we doubling up?” Andrea comedically flexed her muscles in response. Which only looked pathetically cute to Markus rather than impressive, as she scrunched her face and