My Darling Mrs. Alconleigh
I’m a southerner and so prone to extravagant exaggerating for the sake of a story. You are correct about all clothing being optional on the Banks. We are still in the south and I am still terribly modest. The big whites are on your way and I am on my way to a seaside supper…
Oh I dearly hope that you are accepting the right kind of seaside supper invitation-if it came from a white shark, genial they may be, do not accept!
I shall be distracted with worry… ( > =untrustworthy dinner host)
Dear Mrs. CSW
Now you’ve gone and done it! That “building castles in the sand” reference made me think of George Benson and so now, I find myself singing completely off key, “Just the two of us, building castles in the sky, just the two of us, you, and I”.
Sigh
Where is that shovel?
I say is there anything like a impromptu optional clothes day at the beach? We have a place at Rehoboth beach, and I enjoy a nice skinny at night. Nothing like the free feeling the hot night air, and the sound of the ocean. Something very rejuvenating about the ocean. One of these days in going to fall asleep and wake up surprised to a watchful crowd!
Dearest Mistress
There truly is nothing better than just skin, just water, or just skin, just sand, or just skin, just sun. Of course, the problem lies in vanity, age, and condition, because even though theoretically there is nothing better than just skin, the reality speaks much different!
The Gentleman Farmer 
Superb. I have tan lines from my flip flops, it’s been hot hot hot here all week.72 degrees – unheard of!
I’ve barely been indoors.
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My Tabitha
Here being where?
Wherever here may be.
Cheers!
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OBX clothing optional? Nice.
Please give the white sharks a wave from me as they pass by on their way up here.
I hope you have a lovely time.
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My Darling Mrs. Alconleigh
I’m a southerner and so prone to extravagant exaggerating for the sake of a story. You are correct about all clothing being optional on the Banks. We are still in the south and I am still terribly modest. The big whites are on your way and I am on my way to a seaside supper…
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Oh I dearly hope that you are accepting the right kind of seaside supper invitation-if it came from a white shark, genial they may be, do not accept!
I shall be distracted with worry… ( > =untrustworthy dinner host)
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Dearest Bebe,
Worry not; the only shark found by me was on the menu…
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Looks like a sand castle making type of beach!
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Dear Mrs. CSW
Now you’ve gone and done it! That “building castles in the sand” reference made me think of George Benson and so now, I find myself singing completely off key, “Just the two of us, building castles in the sky, just the two of us, you, and I”.
Sigh
Where is that shovel?
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I say is there anything like a impromptu optional clothes day at the beach? We have a place at Rehoboth beach, and I enjoy a nice skinny at night. Nothing like the free feeling the hot night air, and the sound of the ocean. Something very rejuvenating about the ocean. One of these days in going to fall asleep and wake up surprised to a watchful crowd!
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Dearest Mistress
There truly is nothing better than just skin, just water, or just skin, just sand, or just skin, just sun. Of course, the problem lies in vanity, age, and condition, because even though theoretically there is nothing better than just skin, the reality speaks much different!
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