Half a summer with Monique.
Back when I was but a missykitten the place where I live still deserved the term village. We had 1 set of traffic lights, no trendy boutiques or cafes, everyone knew everyone else on the street and dogs ran loose everywhere leaving white turds falling apart on the pavements. We even had a neighbourhood centre that ran classes for bored housewives, afterschool care and over the holidays arranged fun cheap entertainmenet and trips for the kiddies.

Normally I wouldn't have gone anywhere near it. There were a bunch of kids on my street and we were perfectly capable of making our own fun doing the usual kid things that involve lots of skin loss and blood but are somehow looked back on fondly. But this summer (I would have been 10 or 11-ish) there was an added attraction.

Monique. Early 20's, french and possibly my first ever crush. The accent alone made me tingle.

So over the summer we did various things in a big group with the beautiful Monique overseeing it all. Trips to a theme park, horse riding, bush walks, I made sure I was there for every one to gaze loving at her.

Then the fateful day came about half way through the summer. We were going to the beach. We were told to expect a bit of a hike first as this beach was pretty out of the way. So we go, we do the 2km hike down to the beach, I'm talking to her about swimming and beaches in France and then we step out from the fairly dense bush onto the sand and I look up.

15 or so 11 year old kids simultaneously start screaming in horror.

"Nudist beach! Ewwww!"

That day at the beach I got my first glimpse of a naked man's body apart from my fathers. 20 or so octogenerian men (no women for some reason) jogging, swimming and sunbaking. Hairy chests, backs, ballsacks and buttcracks on full proud display, shrivelled penises bouncing timidly against their legs.

It's amazing that the hill that had taken us an hour to hike down could be run back up in 45 minutes but the thought of what we were leaving behind fuelled our legs.

Monique was fired after that and left to see more of Australia. So that day cost me dearly. Since then I've never even begun to think of going to a nudist beach and to this day the term makes me shiver.
(misskitty reeks of sex and turpentine; laudanum afternoons, Fri 29 May 2009, 23:56, 2 replies)

*Horns*
Over you liking Monique.

God, I am pathetic. "GO BACK INSIDE THE FLIES YOU WRETCHED BEAST!"


Ahem.
(powervator and NONE SHALL PASS, Sat 30 May 2009, 1:42, closed)

that's ok
Girls with girls is hot.

I appreciate this fact.
(misskitty reeks of sex and turpentine; laudanum afternoons, Sat 30 May 2009, 2:55, closed)