But until you are actually there, you cannot understand it.At any rate, there was nothing social about my first naked dip in the Caribbean Sea. Not an...ther soul passed by and certainly nobody joined me. Slightly disappointed, I put my trunks on and headed for a shower.Just as I pulled open the chin high swinging door open to one of the showers, a woman who looked like she might be in her fifties emerged from the next stall, wrapped in a towel. She smiled and wished me a good morning before. They'd never shown any interest before.Friday afternoon, I'd just flopped with a cup of tea, when Susheela sat opposite."Er, Jim ... sorry to ... I mean" she blushed. She has lovely dark skin — I think she's from Malaysia — I haven't said her surname, because no-one can pronounce it, and I certainly couldn't spell it, but despite her skin colour, I could tell she was embarrassed."Hey, no problem," I said, "relax, I don't bite." How's Petra?" Uncomfortable and immobile," I replied, "and, do you. Nice and slow.”“Come here, Alexa. I’ll only bite gently,” I teased as I took my shirt off, revealing my own fighter’s physique.“You’re Clive, Becky’s bodyguard,” Alexa told me, trying not to trip on her tongue. “You’re not going to hurt me, are you? I watched you and Becky fight those five guys,” the poor young thing stammered.“No, he won’t hurt you,” Becky purred into the frightened girl’s ear, reaching around her and slipping her hand into the former. He took their forage caps and was murmuring a quiet"Welcome, Commodore." as a duo of energetic children exploded about either side of him and impacted into Polacks legs with cheerful voices not quite yelling"Hello, Daddy" "Hello Uncle Polack".Polack lifted the boys giving them each a hug."Thank you, Uncle Aggy, for the puzzle set, I have got a few of them out" said the smaller boy blowing a raspberry at his friend "more than Gus-gus has." I put your tribike back when you pulled it to pieces".