From the edge of his backyard, the woods started to dip down a small ridge. He followed a little foot path he had worn down from years of travel to an... from the river. Following the path down the ridge, the ground soon leveled off at the bottom to an old horse trail. From there, a short walk on the trail brought him to an old fence and gate from many years past. He had never seen anyone use the trail before, but he knew there was a small horse farm back up the trail, just a short drive from his. He was still 50m or so away when we passed him but he was on his stomach reading a book, facing the ocean and wearing a black speedo.As we passed him we gave him a wave and he waved back.Now I wanted to find somewhere to camp up real quick. So about 200m down the beach Kip and I setup at the top of the dunes over looking the beach. We were still in sight of the sun baking guy so he knew where we were although he couldn’t see us from his position.We unpacked, I went for a quick swim, we cracked. After the meal uncle would want to smoke & would ask me to get him a fag from the shop & would also instruct me to not run, since one had to cross the main road to go to the shop. It so happened one day I had a strong feeling that these two were up to something so I turned back & sneaked into the house, I could not find these two instead the curtain was pulled at the mori. I tip toed & to my utter surprise when I saw between the gap (curtain & the retaining wall)uncle was in the nude & my mom. We were all Christians, but as military members, we Crusaders were quite a bit less religious than the actual clergy members with their devotions, prayers and promises to serve God with all their essence.The good sisters were generous with their dispensing of their sweet tasting dark wine and I was in the company of a pair of the Nuns we had rescued on the road. They insisted that they must "repay" me for my efforts on their behalf and before I realized it I was sandwiched in between them with.