Slowly dawn breaks over the bay, daylight breaks through the curtains and kisses the body lying on Alejandra's bed. She is dressed in a red satin dress, her bare feet peeking through the white silk sheets. Slowly she wakes up, opening the window and enjoying the sea breeze that caresses her face and lets her hair fly. It is simply perfect, next to her her lover sleeping soundly, Alejandra decides to get dressed to take a short walk on the beach.

A pair of light jeans and a white silk blouse is the perfect combination for the temperature at that time of the morning, she fixes her hair and goes in search of the perfect connection with nature.

"She takes off her shoes and begins to feel how the sand, still wet from the night dew, touches her feet, an indescribable energy begins to flow through her body. Alejandra enjoys this tranquillity, the chirping of the birds, the first rays of sunlight and the coming and going of the waves... The waves, those that tell stories and embrace you with passion or tenderness. It is irresistible not to play with them, first one foot, then you run back, now the other foot... that sensation captures you, the need to go in and play and enjoy the sea.

Suddenly a slightly bigger wave approaches and wets her legs up to the knee, Alejandra's desire to get into the sea increases and she feels the tension between jumping or going back to the hotel.

A little more, she thinks and without realising it the water reaches her thighs, then runs down her waist and like a whirlpool embraces her slowly splashing chest... it's too late to escape, the sea has taken hold of her, sinking her whole body into its passion.