I needed a vacation away from everyone. My husband agreed, and I left Nebraska and headed on a trip to European beaches. I didn't know one of the beaches I targeted was a nude beach. I had to either leave or strip. I flew across the planet to go to that beach and would have a good time there. Besides, no one I knew was at the beach, so I got naked. I never felt that free and fearful at the same time. Mr. Italy needed help with the sun tan lotion. Maybe one thing leads to another in the middle of the beach.