”“Quite right too,” he replied laughing. “That’s settled. We can have a swim and eat later. There’s changing cubicles over there and towel... stacked on the locker beside them.”Their drinks arrived and she took a sip. “It’s good,” she murmured. “I’ve been trying to place where you come from. You have a slight accent. South African isn’t it?”Shaun laughed, “Close; Kenya to be exact, although I did spend three years in Cape Town at University.”She nodded, “So did you live in Nairobi or. ‘Good,’ she said. ‘But you need to relax.’ At that word he laughed tightly and tightened his body even more. The burlap effect for the first time playing the bass had taken over completely. He strained to say, ‘But I have to press hard enough to hold the string down. That takes muscular tension.’ ‘True, but the moment you release that note, you need to let it free so to speak. It’s like that for pretty much every instrument needing to be struck.’ She stood and carefully rested her cello against. And, like Jessie herself, many were just casually wandering around the place in the nude for no particular reason at all other than it was OK to do so. Even some of the adult organisers were completely naked too or even just topless in the case of some of the women with no one batting an eyelid.Jessie was smiling at all this new ‘freedom’ and also at the antics of Polly and Kevin just a few moments earlier when she gave a sudden little jump. She gave that little startled jump because someone. This was the golden moment that fate smiled upon me. Sitting in the last row and brushing her long and silky hair that was being displaced by the wind gushing through the window, I had laid eyes upon my goddess Nandhini. She was my senior in the college and was the ideal dream girl of every boy.Her stats are 36DD–30–36 (which I measured myself later).She was the perfect girl, an amazing topper in studies, an excellent cook, extremely polite to everyone and always smiling and spreading.