The sun begins to rise the beech is soon dressed in sun kissed rays. As is standard practise when abroad, the morning sun longer foot race shading the Germans is about to happen...towels at the ready! A while later I’ve set up camp, close to the bar obviously, but in a quiet spot. After a good read I notice this stunning young woman bathing on the edge of the water, content in her surroundings but I feared she may be lonely. I pluck up the courage to stroll down bay watch style. As I arrive within close proximity I feel a sudden rush of blood hit my pants, and there they were the most stunning… Read more
