He sat down and continued his narrative. "Donna, Cynthia wasn't just happy when she found that white dress of yours, she was ecstatic! 'It's Don, it...really is!' she kept saying. 'It's perfect for him!' She's been so happy, shopping for you, planning all kinds of things for last night, and for when you're eventually a woman! And I can't say she wasn't right about the dress. You know, with your slim hips, you'll be a real knockout when your boobs come in! Like a model!"He meant well, but. "Well, in our culture, nakedness is associated very deeply with sex. With sexual attraction. I personally don't believe those nudists who say it's non-sexual -- you can't just talk yourself out of your cultural background."I paused for a second. "But I do believe they're TRYing to make it non-sexual. So, I do think they're sincere ... and some may succeed more than others."She had a bit of a dazed look on her face in response to this bit of abstract discourse, but it lasted only a second."You. Everyone was with their pair; mostly lovers and honemoon couples.We considered ourselves as a couple. We visited about 8-9 places that day. Finally we got tired and was returning back to the resort by 7.30pm. On the way, Damn., the petrol was over. I called the friend(bike owner) and told him regarding this and he told us to park the bike in the nearby stand and he’ll take it later and asked us to move by taxi.As we couldn’t find any taxi, we walked up the road almost 1.5km. We were all. “So, young man, did you find what you were looking for in your travels?” Mr. Mendoza asked.“Yes, Sir. It’s been an interesting few months to say the least. I found the land I wanted about a half days ride upriver from here and got to Santa Fe without any problems. I registered a homestead and bought a little land around it as well. I left Santa Fe the same day and headed back down here. I had a running fight with some Apaches about halfway back, but eventually killed them all. I’m sure getting.