I couldn’t believe the car had broken down on the way to the underwear party! It was so bloody hot and of course, we hopped in the car in nothing but our undies…which was kind of sexy I must admit. And, they were the amazing C-IN2 briefs we picked especially for this occasion, his a little skimpier than my own…but we had no shoes and no shirt…though now that I think about it…we did have our Sunglasses.
Luckily we hadn’t been walking long when a rag top convertible full of young hotties pulled over reeking of pot smoke and alcohol! ”Hey Boys!” they said, peering from above the rims of their sunglasses. ”Need a Ride?” ”You can sit on my lap,” said one…”I want to sit on his,” quipped another! We laughed, hopped in and were at the beach with sand in more than our toes in no time.
I won’t spoil the ending of the story, but you know what they say about “No Shirt, No Shoes, No Service?” Well, let’s just say, that’s not always the case!
~Tales of the Sea