Sandra takes a little break from managing the Foxwood Inn for a couple weeks to head somewhere nice and tropical and warm, and of course, to take in as much of the local flavor as possible. Especially when that means hitting up nearly every food stand and beachfront restaurant that her nose and taste buds take her to. As luck would have it, the islanders have an appreciation for all things big and beautiful, and Sandra is encouraged to eat her fill as she pleases. So much so, in fact, that the modest, conservative one-piece bathing suit she brought with her for lounging on the beach became a bit too snug for comfort. That, and she was sure that if she tried paddling out into the water, she'd easily get mistaken from below by a hungry shark for a particularly plump and tasty seal. Thankfully, after noticing just how many admiring and appreciative glances were cast her way lingering on her middle, she worked up the courage to ask a few locals for advice on what she'd look good in, and was quite tickled when they enthusiastically suggested a simple bikini that showed off every inch of a belly that just asked to be rubbed and patted and kept good and plush.
On a warm beach afternoon, and a belly happy and full, Sandra naps off another delicious lunch at her beach house, dreaming of another evening full of beach bonfires, music, celebration, dancing, with the salty tang of the breeze bringing to mind even more delightful food.

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