Absolutely stunned and frozen on the park bench, my mouth open, my tongue hanging down to my chin, my hands gripping the bottom edge of the wooden seat, I simply watched in unbelievable amazement as she neared wearing nothing but a pair of Rayban sunglasses and her MOTHER ***** BIRTHDAY SUIT !! THE ***** WAS STARK NAKED . . IN THE BUFF . . . BARE BREASTED, BARE BOTTOMED, EMPERORS CLOTHES, WEARING NOT A STITCH NEKKED !!

(HOLY MARY MOTHER OF BETTE AND ALL THE SAINTS IN HEAVEN SAVE ME!!)

I couldnt speak if I wanted to and believe you me I wanted to, gawd damn me I wanted to speak but couldnt. I gripped the bottom of the bench tighter, so tight that my hands were being inundated with tiny splinters and my knuckles were white with fear. I sat up as straight and tall as I could as she approached me as if she knew me.

(HOLY ***** *****, SHE KNOWS ITS ME . . . THANK YOU SA WEET BABY JESUS, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU)

Despite realizing that not one single solitary soul in that park seemed to notice the woman was wearing nothing, I simply could not take my eyes off her. I couldnt turn to the old man next to me feeding the pigeons and ask Hey Mister, dont you think its odd that NO ONE seems to care that this woman is naked? Nope, I couldnt do it, couldnt look away, couldnt ask for confirmation about my reservations, couldnt stop looking, couldnt shut my open mouth.

And I still couldnt speak when she stopped directly in front of me, parted her legs, put her hands on her hips, looked down at me and asked in a sultry tone that melted my ***** firmly to the seat of that bench. . . . Waiting for me, Beachie?

(MOTHER ***** ME NOW THEN SHOOT ME DEAD, PLEASE)

I moved my mouth a little up and down in a half-hearted effort to speak but to no avail. Not a sound was emitted from that location . No words, no utterances, no noises of any kind.

And when she lifted her right leg and put her foot on the backrest behind me, placing that smooth, waxed, tan shin and calf right next to my head giving me full access to that garden of eden between her thighs, I thought I would faint from sheer pleasure.
Like what you see, my little Beach Buddy?