Funny Bra Story (update 436)

Ok, guys this story and photos are from my update 436. It's a true tale of naked fun.
So, just about a month ago, right after the start of the school year we took a short vacation to Myrtle Beach. We had the entire family along so getting in any photos was proving to be a challenge. One weekday morning, my photographer and I got up early right as the sun was rising and walked south down North Myrtle from our hotel. We didn't have to walk far before got to a long stretch of private and public beach that did not have any beach front houses. We came across this path that led over the dune and took it. The path went away from the beach and eventually we got to this bridge built over a tidal inlet. On the far side of the bridge the path continued into a scrub thicket. So it's about 6:30 at this time and the sun is just starting to warm things up. We both decided this is a great place to for me to get naked because there isn't a soul in sight.
So, in a matter of minutes I'm totally naked and we have taken about 100 photos when I look up and there is this little old lady talking on a cell phone coming up over the dune. She's really moving fast but she's entirely oblivious to us pretty much looking at her feet. She's about 100 feet away when I spot her. I instantly pull on my shorts (a pair of the photographer's boxers) and my tank top. I just barely get dressed when she gets to the bridge and get's ready to pass us. All this time she's just chatting away and she looks like she's about 75 or so. As she gets to us she gives us a strange look and then bebops past us and down the path. If you look close in the next photo you can see her right beside my head off in the distance.
So it's about the time that last photo is taken that I look over on the rail of the bridge and there is my absolutely gargantuan 38G bra. I point to it and we both start dying of laughter. The little old lady must have seen it there and put two and two together. So after we finally settle down, my photographer asks am I going to put the bra back on. I say, well I'm not going to carry the damn thing down the beach! So then he says, OK, I'll shoot that too. And so we end up taking about 50 more photos of me getting out of the tank top, putting the bra on, and then putting the tank top back on. It was a fun morning.
So when we were getting the photos ready for update 436 we noticed that in the distance of a couple of them there is a golf cart that we didn't notice. Hmmmm? You think someone was spying? I hope so! In the next picture you can see it parked in the distance.
Even thought we didn't see the cart when we were shooting, we just had to walk the rest of the path when we were done to see where it led and to see if we could see where the cute little old lady lived. This is where it came out.
So, I just thought you guys would enjoy hearing about our fun. Believe it or not ,it is a true story and things like this happen a lot more than you think. Let me know if you'd like to hear more of these stories.
So, just about a month ago, right after the start of the school year we took a short vacation to Myrtle Beach. We had the entire family along so getting in any photos was proving to be a challenge. One weekday morning, my photographer and I got up early right as the sun was rising and walked south down North Myrtle from our hotel. We didn't have to walk far before got to a long stretch of private and public beach that did not have any beach front houses. We came across this path that led over the dune and took it. The path went away from the beach and eventually we got to this bridge built over a tidal inlet. On the far side of the bridge the path continued into a scrub thicket. So it's about 6:30 at this time and the sun is just starting to warm things up. We both decided this is a great place to for me to get naked because there isn't a soul in sight.
So, in a matter of minutes I'm totally naked and we have taken about 100 photos when I look up and there is this little old lady talking on a cell phone coming up over the dune. She's really moving fast but she's entirely oblivious to us pretty much looking at her feet. She's about 100 feet away when I spot her. I instantly pull on my shorts (a pair of the photographer's boxers) and my tank top. I just barely get dressed when she gets to the bridge and get's ready to pass us. All this time she's just chatting away and she looks like she's about 75 or so. As she gets to us she gives us a strange look and then bebops past us and down the path. If you look close in the next photo you can see her right beside my head off in the distance.
So it's about the time that last photo is taken that I look over on the rail of the bridge and there is my absolutely gargantuan 38G bra. I point to it and we both start dying of laughter. The little old lady must have seen it there and put two and two together. So after we finally settle down, my photographer asks am I going to put the bra back on. I say, well I'm not going to carry the damn thing down the beach! So then he says, OK, I'll shoot that too. And so we end up taking about 50 more photos of me getting out of the tank top, putting the bra on, and then putting the tank top back on. It was a fun morning.
So when we were getting the photos ready for update 436 we noticed that in the distance of a couple of them there is a golf cart that we didn't notice. Hmmmm? You think someone was spying? I hope so! In the next picture you can see it parked in the distance.
Even thought we didn't see the cart when we were shooting, we just had to walk the rest of the path when we were done to see where it led and to see if we could see where the cute little old lady lived. This is where it came out.
So, I just thought you guys would enjoy hearing about our fun. Believe it or not ,it is a true story and things like this happen a lot more than you think. Let me know if you'd like to hear more of these stories.