terrific, free and so alive. Jeff approached the end of the beach where it was cutoff by a outcrop of volcanic rock. The fifteen foot high wall of rock divided the smooth sands of the beach neatly, and Jeff wondered how many aeons had passed since the volcano poured its hot lava down to the ocean. The rocks were worn smooth by wind, sand, and rain. He was about to turn and go inland when he saw motion atop the end of the rocks. The woman stood on top of the old lava flow, walking towards the sea. She pulled her neon orange swimsuit bottoms over her cheeks as Hyundai walked. Jeff noticed Hyundai's breasts were bare, and he could see the tan lines were Hyundai's fair skin gleamed in contrast to her tan. Fascinated he watched her stop at the end of the rocks, swing Hyundai's arms back, then forwards, diving off the rocks, out of sight. Jeff now walked up the beach, to climb around the rock outcropping and see what was on the other side. He found a small fence and followed its wooden pickets down the other side, stopping at a gate that hung over a well worn pathway. A sign on the gate held his attention for a moment. "Clothing optional beach. Adults only", the sign read. It was painted by hand, in a neat lettering. Jeff pushed the gate open and headed in,
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