It’s a kind of peace I didn’t know I could feel. I lie on my back naked in the sun in view of the entire resort. What the hell have I just done?, I wonder as he saunters away. I'm admiring it when he pivots toward me and asks if I would like to get dinner with him and his girl tonight? A bemused "sure" falls out of my drowsy, sunburned face. My deck also offers a private hot tub, and I'm sitting in the bubbling water alone watching the sunset with a champagne flute when a muscular man and his penis walk by. It's a kind of peace and relief I didn't know I could feel. I lie on my back in the sun like a cat, or maybe a seal, in view of the entire resort or any low-circling airplanes. A little yellow plastic island floats toward a deeper end, so I swim out to it and then climb up. I wade into the actual water, a turquoise sea that is partitioned off so people from nearby resorts can't make marathon snorkeling treks over to gawk. Nature put in a portico.Ī post shared by Hedonism II photo posted by on For all the mental and financial and cultural effort put into maintaining the pubic-hair trend du jour, you can't even really see what women are doing down there unless you're at close range. We also all have the same roll of fat below our belly buttons, provided by God and Darwin to protect the uterus, and it casts a shadow over our crotch. Most women just look like their torsos were sliced toward the bottom. Men naturally have more muscular butts their default is toned, even as they get older, which is so unfair.
It's around then that I start making some fresh observations about the human form.
I stand on my deck watching the rain and their 80 to 100 butt cheeks all in a row as they cram into the bar, chatting and laughing and probably casually touching their genitals to each other's thigh areas. Forty to 50 middle-aged naked people are running to the beach bar for shelter.
But then it starts to rain, so I rush back toward my room-at the same time everyone else on the nude side also dashes for cover. Like a wuss, I start the vacation proper by reading in a hammock on the prude side. I Went to FetishCon and Here\'s What Happened
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