And other beach athletics. It has a real club feel and it is the cheapest place to have a drink on the coast. Growing up I was a member of a Surf Life...Saving Club up in Queensland and it was fun running around with a bunch of other k**s while hanging out at the beach.As an adult member I have to do a couple of volunteer life guard patrols and I am on a surf boat team (picture above). I also get to borrow any of the equipment (boards, kayaks etc) anytime I want which is how this experience. Slowly she slipped off the little cardigan and hung it on a hanger in the wardrobe, and then she reached behind her and pulled down the zip at the back of her dress.One tug, then another, a little further and then finally a third which drew the fastening all the way down to the end.She shrugged her shoulders out from the fabric and let the sleeves slip down her arms which allowed the whole garment to drop to the floor and pool around her ankles.She stepped out of it, shook it straight and hung. “I have to admit he is quite an artist.”“I know. I think he is a really good artist,” said Kari with a sigh.“You know, it could be fun,” said Kevin. “Do the girls know what kind of artist he is?”“Not yet, but since I don’t know if I want to do it, I don’t think I should them.”“I guess I agree with you, but I think you should talk to the girls about it. This might be an experience that you and the girls might regret missing out on.”A couple days later, Kari, Kathy, Kate and Kevin were in the. This turn of events left me in a quandary, since I now had the thankless task of clearing up the mess left in their wake. I returned to the bedroom and surveyed the display of feminine lingerie draped about the room. There were stockings and tights, slips and nightdresses, bras and various other items totally alien to me all over the place. That is apart from seeing photos in girlie magazines and they were spread over chairs, dressing tables, or in untidy piles on the carpet or pushed under the.