... dumb?" I was genuinely surprised. I really DO like the sound of an Australian woman and I couldn't believe she was self-concious about it. "Not at all, in fact, if you don't mind my saying so I think it's kind of ... sexy." "Sure, you say that to all the foreign girls, don't you?" she smiled. The ice was melting for sure, but I was still plagued by the second towel. I had to find out somehow if the there was a boyfriend lurking about. I decided to try the direct approach. "So you and your boy friend come here a lot?" I had noticed she didn't have much in the way of tan lines, her body was almost uniformly brown. "Roommate" she said. "Not too often - actually it's my first time at this beach. Been studying too much lately. UCSD is a tough school - but today I just had to skip out. The weather reminds me so much of home. And my roommate told me that this place is clothing-optional. Most beaches in Australia the girls go topless and a lot of them allow complete nudity." "So that's why you don't have any tan lines, eh?" She sighed and said "oh right, look at this" pointing to a faint line just above her pubic area. "Well, if you hadn't pointed it out to me I never would have noticed. Besides, you don't have to worry about ..." I fumbled for something brilliant and endearing to say; " ... I mean, if very many of the girls in Australia are even half as good-looking as you, I'd better go there some day. |