Index of Letters. Return to Story 85 Part A.
Hello everyone, Anne here.
Sometimes a story makes it into the Letters Book that is very similar to a real story about one of us. This story was written a few days after we took an actual trip to the beach in the story, Te Henga. Shanti's role in this story is almost identical to what happened to me (Anne).
We did go into the large cave at the south end, and yes, I did get caught by a big wave that completely soaked me. I made the mistake of hesitating when I saw the wave coming. Then I ran for the rocks, hoping I could climb above the water, but that proved to be the worst thing I could have done.
I reached the rocks almost at the same time as the wave. It hit the rocks then splashed back against me. At that point, I got soaking wet. If I had stayed further away from the rocks, I might have only got my shorts wet.
We did go into the large cave at the south end, and yes, I did get caught by a big wave that completely soaked me. I made the mistake of hesitating when I saw the wave coming. Then I ran for the rocks, hoping I could climb above the water, but that proved to be the worst thing I could have done.
I reached the rocks almost at the same time as the wave. It hit the rocks then splashed back against me. At that point, I got soaking wet. If I had stayed further away from the rocks, I might have only got my shorts wet.
Now at the other end of the beach, over the sand dunes at O’Neill’s Beach, we did go skinny dipping, and it turned out a guy was watching us too. We carried on playing in the surf, knowing he was there. I sort of thought it was both a bit sexy and a bit funny too.
The best part was when those fishermen came by, and Shandra and I walked up to talk to them. What happened then was very much as it appears in this story. That conversation with them did take place, and they told us the beautiful girls like us should always swim nude. We were even given some fish to take home too.
The best part was when those fishermen came by, and Shandra and I walked up to talk to them. What happened then was very much as it appears in this story. That conversation with them did take place, and they told us the beautiful girls like us should always swim nude. We were even given some fish to take home too.
When I got back home, I began writing what had happened. It was a sexy story, and I even told a few friends online what we had done. My notes sat for a while until we found a place to include them in this blog. So, as I said above, the first part of this story is very close to what happened to me one day when we went out to Te Henga on the west coast, near where we live.
Kia Kaka - Kia Kaha.
Be safe - Be strong.
From Anne.
Be safe - Be strong.
From Anne.
