Was out one night a few years back checking beach access and water conditions in Warwick sandy point area. Was raining buckets when I pulled up beside a parked SUV. Guy in the driver seat looked like he was having a seizure, clawing at the window. Just then a woman's head pops up from his lap. I got a good look at her face before slowly backing out and going on my way.

A week later I see her out at the local laundrymat with her husband in tow, it was NOT the same guy. :faga: Oooops....

i hate when your fully engaged
and in the heat of passion
that you never hear or see
the person coming down the trail....
don't ask me how i know that .......

specially when it's the girls older brother... don't ask me either..:grins:

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Yep 4th of July weekend 3 years ago middle of the night walking out with a head lamp and flashlight blasting. 1/2 way across I run into almost trip over two guys treating each other like roller coasters. No shame in their game.
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Lots of entertaining stories here... but I guess so far I'm the only one that has had a girl ( naked of coarse) swim out to my boat and crawl (after asking me to help her ) halfway in before she discovered I wasn't "Tommy".. no sex but a pretty embarrased... busty young lady will never forget that night either...:).. and you guy's wonder why I LOVE the full moon... my guess is that she took a swim off tommy's boat to the beach.. he motored off .. and as i trolled along she thought he had returned...

Was walking at first lite to the mouth of the Pamet river in N. Truro all the way to the rocks when suddenly, like out of a movie, a hot naked blond walks right by me and goes want to go for a swim? I was like sorry it's too much trouble getting out of these waders (stupid me for being happily married). Still wonder to this day where she was going and where her clothes were?

Another time, off my buddy's boat 3 of us were going by Long Point in the morning and there was a guy there just getting it done w/o a care in the world, the image still haunts me to this day.

When I fish the short West Chop dock on the Vineyard all night just about every morning one year a middle twenties brunette came out of the house to the left, south, and would take off her moo moo or whatever you call it and go swimming. Then she would walk up and down the beach for a few minutes, air drying off.