It was a beautiful day out on the beach. The stretch of soft, golden sand was glowing underneath the afternoon sun. Each step Astraea took left a footprint in the grains of sand, with some clinging lightly to the wrestler's fair skin. The air was thick with the scent of fresh sea water. Palm tress sway along the perimeter, and various beach items such as umbrellas, chairs, plastic toys, and more decorate the area, sitting on the ground. Near one side of the beach, a lifeguard tower stands, its wooden frame creaking slightly. Closer to the shoreline, the waves gently caress the sand, leaving a dark trail behind them as they return to the water.
Astraea strides into the golden beach, kicking up little puffs of sand with each confident step that she took. She dons a glistening blue robe that is adorned with green gems and gold accents. She runs her hand through her long and voluminous hair which was flowing in elegant spirals. Her golden eyes shimmered as she made her way into the area where the wrestling match was being held. She then stopped in her tracks, and in one full motion, gently took off her robe and threw it to the side with it landing on a chair, revealing her bikini attire. Her slightly toned figure glowed in the sunlight, her top and bottom wrapping her bust and curves in a seemingly gentle embrace.
She then places one hand on her hip and leans to the side, stopping when she nears the center of the area. She looks around in anticipation of the coming match, thinking to herself that
"this is going to be fun!" She had heard good things about this Natasha, and was eager to meet her, and in what better way than during this intimate type of match? Astraea then waited patiently for her opponent's arrival, eager to just have some fun with her on the beach.