BIKINI - R I G H T S I D E

What lies pass the huge rock to the right side of the beach is filled with childhood curiosity.  You've heard the rumors and now you and your friends need to check it out for yourselves.  Your young, curious and have no idea what to expect.  Topless girls, bottomless guys  - delighted and or disgusted at the thought.  Curiosity killed the cat, right?  So it's now or never.  Off you go tentatively pass the rock, giggling all the way.  You're there, you've made it to the NUDE beach - hmmmm, looks the same as the left side of the beach, what's all the hoopla?  Now what?  So you do what kids do and you run down the beach, splashing in the water having a blast.  And then in one blink of an eye you're stopped dead in your tracks.  There they are - a whole gaggle of them, like beached sea lions basking in the sun, but these are not sea lions.  You gawk in disbelief, it's like a car crash, you just can't look away, no matter how hard you try.  Lying on beach towels, propped up in beach chairs and just "hanging out" (if you no what I mean) are an entire group of them - we scream, we run, we laugh - this is not what we were expecting.  What were our expectations you ask?  Young pretty topless girls and hunky guys, Yes.  Senior citizen day, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!  Seriously who wants to see Grandpa naked at the beach?  Not me.