Three Chilly Ladies By The Lake
There’s something about the great outdoors that makes a person want to be naked, even in the winter. I couldn’t believe it when I first saw them up on the banks of the frozen-over lake: two blazing hot, buck-fucking-naked sunbathing girls. They didn’t even have a fur cap for their naughty parts, you know, in case the sun went behind a cloud. “Hi, mister,” the one with the shorter hair said, lifting her sunglasses and squinting. “Watcha doin’ out on the lake?” I was used to it. I’m five-eleven and three-quarters and not s...