After spending few days locked in garage, Lawson finally finished modding car.
Dodge Viper was completely overhauled on inside; only shell remained same.
This time, Lawson didn't cheap out with scrap parts. He used fully standard, spec-compliant parts.
After previous modding jobs, Lawson had figured out how Gearhead Trump Card worked.
Lifespan of machines built with Gearhead Trump Card depended heavily on part quality.
Machines slapped together with garbage would run, but they'd break down at lightning speed.
Just look at Pacific Standard Bank job. That panel van was cobbled together from junkyard scrap and completely died after few hours.
So this time, Lawson modded car with standard parts. Even though it put massive dent in his wallet, it guaranteed he wouldn't face another Pacific Standard breakdown.
Modding cars was seriously expensive!
Lawson's net worth got chopped in half, dropping from $430k to $200k.
"Fuck! Better hope this 3-Star job pays out, or I'm taking massive loss!"
Not every gig paid big money. Heists like Pacific Standard were actually rare. For example, Need for Speed was also 2-Star job, but Lawson only made around $60k.
That included cash from Card Draws. Deducting mod costs for that blue sedan, he really only cleared $40k.
Right as he was feeling depressed about money, Blake called.
"Lawson, you free?"
"For Princess Blake? Always."
"It's Sunday! I want to go swimming!"
Even through phone, Lawson could hear excitement in Blake's voice. She had probably been looking forward to this for a while.
"No problem! You at Caltech? I'll come pick you up right now!"
Lawson hopped into newly modded Dodge Viper, drove to Caltech campus, and soon picked up Blake, who was carrying a bag.
Hadn't seen each other in almost two weeks. Blake missed Lawson like crazy; once she hugged him, she refused to let go.
Blake even whispered something in Lawson's ear.
"Lawson, I bought a super sexy swimsuit!"
That surprised Lawson. Even though he was pro driver, he never expected to get Takumi Fujiwara treatment.
Then again, Lawson's Dodge Viper definitely wouldn't lose to some guy in Mercedes.
Plus, Blake's family situation was nothing like Natsuki's.
"Let's go. I need to thoroughly inspect this swimsuit of yours!"
Most famous beach in LA is naturally Santa Monica. It's appeared countless times in Hollywood movies and games, making it absolute landmark tourist spot.
LA in May was already getting hot, so Santa Monica Beach was packed with tourists.
"Lawson, why are you taking so long? I'm already changed!"
Blake rushed him from outside changing rooms. Lawson had no choice but to walk out.
Lawson hadn't brought swim trunks when he left house. Figured men's trunks were easy to buy, planned to just grab pair near beach.
Problem was, while trunks fit his waist, certain other dimensions were way too tight.
Lawson had been in changing room trying to adjust trunks so he wouldn't be in total agony.
Blake had obviously taken sex ed, but she had never seen real thing up close.
For an inexperienced girl, suddenly seeing that massive package, even through fabric of swim trunks, made her blush hard.
"Sorry Blake, looks like I bought trunks size too small!"
"What a coincidence. Looks like my swimsuit is size too small too."
Lawson finally took good look at Blake. Her swimsuit really was size too small.
Blake was already heavily stacked. Wearing this tiny black bikini left massive amount of pale, soft flesh spilling out.
Pale enough to blind guy!
"Well, should we just head out like this?"
"Yeah!"
Blake naturally wrapped her arms around Lawson's bicep.
Moment they left changing area, they instantly drew stares from everyone around them.
Lawson and Blake were just way too genetically blessed, looking exactly like Hollywood stars.
Lawson was used to getting stared at, but Blake had never been center of attention like this before. She felt shy.
Feeling shy, Blake pressed herself tightly against Lawson's chest, letting him guide her forward.
Such intimate physical contact caused eastern dragon to gradually awaken.
Blake looked down and got perfect, crystal-clear view. She was even more shocked.
Turns out, what she saw earlier wasn't even Lawson in his final form. It made her stutter.
"L-Lawson, your..."
Lawson looked at Blake calmly.
"It's natural reaction! Holding gorgeous girl like you, it's completely unavoidable."
That made Blake incredibly happy. She obviously knew men couldn't control themselves in situations like this.
If any other guy acted like this in front of her, she'd be thoroughly disgusted. But since it was Lawson, she actually felt secret thrill of delight.
"Lawson, let's just go swimming first! Do you know how to swim?"
Lawson did know how to swim, but he'd only ever swum in rivers, never in ocean.
There's definite difference. Rivers don't have massive ocean waves.
So Blake, who swam at LA beaches all time, personally taught Lawson how to handle ocean swimming.
Lawson learned fast. Soon enough, he was swimming freely through water.
Then Lawson and Blake started playing around in ocean.
Blake might be better swimmer, but she stood no chance against Lawson's Ironman Trump Card.
Lawson could literally swim all day.
Blake wasn't nearly as durable. After playing around for bit, she got tired and had to let Lawson hold her while he swam.
Feeling Lawson's body heat, Blake's eyes started glazing over.
"Lawson..."
Then, Blake started kissing Lawson's chest.
He suddenly scooped Blake up, pressing his forehead against hers.
"Blake, are you sure you're ready?"
Blake bit her lip slightly. She always thought her first time would be during more romantic moment, but current situation made it incredibly hard to hold back.
This was perfectly normal. Men weren't only ones with desires; women had them too, and could easily get swept away by lust just same.
Otherwise, why would there be so many fallen women out there?
"I..."
(Still Blake Gaines)