February 13, 2012 5:09 AM PST
...not sure if my story will help...but I sure enjoy telling it !
.....bout five years ago I started taking Chili and her son down to Ocracoke Island, right off the Coast of Cape Hatteras in the Outer Banks.
Its a narrow barrier Island that used to be part of the shipping routes back in the Colonial Days, and Black Beard himself used to hang out
there and plunder hapless vessels that happened by. Matter of fact he was killed right out side the lagoon in his last sea battle.
Anyway..its a free ferry ride to get out there, that takes about 30 minutes. At one end of the Island is a National Park that you can camp in right
off the beach. Ive been there many times, and knew the routine to get one of the best camp sites...a "dune site" that had your own private
trail up through the dunes and on to the beach. You can have fires on the beach but you have to bring your own wood as its scarce and
expensive in town. You can also have open liquor on the beach as long as you clean up...and this means burrying your fire when your done.
I turned Chili and her son on to it, as they had never been there before.
Well...last we were there, about 5 years ago we took Chili,s son and a friend of his. The deal was they could come and have a blast
camping on the beach for two weeks...but they had to be our personal slaves every night and carry fire wood and chairs down
to the beach for us...Hey..Im no fool..
...Anyway...one night we were down hanging out on the beach, just the two of us, with a half gallon of Capt Morgan a bag of ice and
a couple of heavy crystal drinking glasses that I like to drink out of. It was around 2 am in the morning and the fire was still going strong.
We had killed better then half of the Rum and were feeling no pain. The beach was barren of people and the boys had gone to bed
hours ago. Suddenly Chili rose up out of her beach chair and began to strip ALL her clothes off. I sat there a bit stunned at her actions
but soon a big ol smile began to creep across my face as I watched her begin to dance around the fire....totally naked.
So me not wanting to be left out, rose up and quickly shed my shorts and t shirt and joined her dancing around the fire, both of us dancing
around this roaring fire naked as a couple of jay bords ..chanting and laughing.
..Thats when she suddenly broke off and ran down to the water, me in hot pursuit. I caught her right at the waters edge and we embraced
and began to kiss pationately. I slowly took her down and we made love right there on the beach, with the warm waves washing over us.
I have to say it was THE most romantic moment of my life so far. When we were done we got up...got dressed...and headed back to camp
for the night. Whether anyone saw else is anyones guess....but I can tell you one thing...at that moment in time...we didnt really care.
...Chili would kill me if she knew I was telling this story...but shes still out of town till Saturday Night...so the cat will play..