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hadn’t had many things to do. Besides,
she wanted to be with Roberto again. She would lie if she said she hadn’t
missed him the week he was gone, when she had to resign herself with looking
but not touching the statuesque bodies she saw in the public pool. It’s when
one is single when one discovers that every attractive man in the world already
has a girlfriend. But luckily she had Roberto, her friend with benefits.
    Wednesday, Sara dressed with a
beach look, filled a cooler with food and drinks, and went to the beach with
Roberto.
    “Wow, you’re tanned!” She
flattered him as soon as she got into the car.
    “I’ve walked outdoors a lot this
week. There are some advantages when you don’t have to work indoors all day.”
He said, visibly happy.
    Pop-rock music sounded during
their entire journey to the coast.
    “This is a natural park” Sara read
the description on a sign next to the road which Roberto had taken a second
before. “Why are we coming to a natural park?”
    “You won’t see me in an
overcrowded beach full of seaweed. You’re gonna to love this place.”
    He was driving on a dirt road and
the surroundings seemed the perfect set of a horror movie taking place in the
middle of the dessert. Surprisingly, when they crossed a hill, the skyline
turned into water. The sea! They parked at some distance from the beach, in an
area where there were some trees that made some shelter from the sun. Without
picking up their things, they approached the coast to see the beach and the
sea.
    “It’s almost empty!” said Sara,
marveled. She used to go to crowded beaches. In front of them, they could see a
long beach of fine white sand with only six sun umbrellas. “Are there
jellyfishes or something?”
    “Not at all! But have you seen the
road that leads here? Many people prefer better accesses and different beaches,
with a lot of people, beach bars, and so on. Come on, let’s get sunscreen and
eat something before getting into the water.”
    “What about stomach cramp?”
    “Bah, that doesn’t exist. We’ll
get into the water slowly and we’ll be fine.”
    Roberto bathed Sara’s back and
legs with sunscreen and rubbed her bottom too.
    “I think I don’t need protection
there, huh? But if you want to go on with the massage, I’m okay with it.”
    “Why do you think you won’t need
sunscreen on your little and pretty ass?”
    “My bikini is tiny, but not that
much.”
    “What would you say if I told you
that we’re going to go to a nudist beach? Would you be shocked?”
    She turned and looked at him.
    “People on the beach aren’t
naked.”
    Roberto smiled and took something
from the trunk. He showed Sara a net with flippers, diving goggles and
snorkels.
    “We’re going somewhere
snorkeling?”
    “You look scared but you don’t
have to be afraid, not with that strong and hot body you have. But I’ll follow
you. If you’re gorgeous with the shorts you use for running, with the bikini—”
    She snatched the flippers and hit
him with them.
    “You could have come sexier” she
attacked him. “A floral swimsuit— Gosh!”
    “If you were me, you would have
come with white boxers that show through, huh?”
    “You want to take me to a nudist
beach. What’s the difference between a swimsuit that shows through and
nothing?” Suddenly she had an idea and she half-closed her eyes, thinking. “Men—”
    “What?”
    “Without swimsuit, it hangs,
right?”
    “The penis? No, it levitates.”
    “Go to hell! What I mean is— it
has to be a weird spectacle.”
    “Have you never seen one hanging?”
    “In documentaries of indigenous
tribes of Africa or the Amazon. In real life they have always been greeting
me.”
    “Come on, I’ll explain you how the
snorkel works.”
    “Put it in your mouth and breath.
How difficult!”
    But the snorkels that Roberto had
brought weren’t those which one can easily find in a 99-cents store. They had a
water exit that allowed diving deep in the water