CHAPTER SEVEN
It did feel a bit strange to be walking around the camp arm in arm with this beautiful girl. There were so many people at the camp that I didn't think we would start any gossip though.
The first thing we did was go for a late breakfast. The cafeteria was open all day so we went in for a good meal.
Over breakfast I talked to Jamie about my personal life and career. I explained to her where I was hoping to go with my job as I did not have permanent employment as a teacher yet. While my professional plans were fairly definite, I told her, my personal plans were all up in the air. I hadn't had a girlfriend since I had left Grafton Shores and my shyness had stopped me from making any friends amongst the women at the resort.
"Seriously?" Jamie questioned, "YOU, can't get a girlfriend?"
"Seriously," I replied. "In spite of the fact that I come here I still have plenty of inhibitions."
"Why don't you just ask a nice girl to hang out with you?"
"No way, as if that would work?"
"The nice girl has to ask you to hang out with her then?" she observed, winking at me and rubbing my leg with her foot under the table.
"Well, I guess that would help." I smiled back at her.
Suddenly becoming self-conscious, she changed the subject.
"What do you want to do next?"
"It's your day Jamie, I'm easy."
"Beach," she said. "Blake doesn't like the surf much and I'm sick of that pool"
"Alright then," I said "beach it is." I have to admit though, that I wasn't much of a fan of the surf either.
We finished our meal and went back to my room to apply some sunscreen. No shenanigans with applying sunscreen to each other. We did the old "slop and slap", slopping on the sunscreen and slapping on a hat and we went out to the beach.
The roads up the coast through the Queensland border generally followed the coastline, but the Resort was built on a small peninsula with the road a kilometre or so back from the beach. This was ideal as it meant that the people from the park didn't have to dress to cross an interstate highway on their way to the beach. The only clothing that was pretty much mandatory was hats, just for the fact that the Australian sun could burn your face off very quickly.
We had a great time at the beach, the water was clear, the surf wasn't too rough and a small patch of clouds left over from the mornings rain kept a lot of the direct sun off us.
Jamie showed me some of her gymnastics moves that she had learnt at school, explaining that it felt strange practicing in the nude, which she had never done before. Speechless at her contorting body, all I could do was nod in agreement, happy that we would soon be in the water which would hopefully calm down my excitedly growing cock.
After about five minutes of various twists and turns a bit of an audience started to gather to watch Jamie's moves, several of them young men who were clearly enjoying her nude contortions like myself. The gymnastics were made no less amazing by the sexy curves of Jamie's body. It was unusual to see a more "full-figured" girl engaging in such activity.
Awareness that she was becoming a show Jamie picked herself up, brushed off the sand and we headed down to the surf together. She grimaced as we walked to the beach.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, but I'm a bit out of practice, I'm going to hurt tomorrow." she chuckled.
I noticed that some of the young spectators were following us down to the beach.
"Seems you've picked up a fan club." I observed.
Jamie didn't respond to that.
As we waded out into the surf, Jamie grabbing my hand and held it. I suspect that it was, if anything, her attempt to dissuade any potential suitors who might have been thinking of chatting to her after gymnastics session, rather than out of affection for me.
With no direct sun it was still pretty cool when entering the water. I couldn't help but notice the effect on Jamie's nipples, which were very erect and bright red as we splashed in. It was the opposite effect for me though, and soon I was splashing around in the cool water with little concerns about embarrassing erections. We splashed water at each other for a while and then swam out past the breakers into the deeper ocean.
I was still amazed at how comfortable I felt around Jamie. I didn't really feel this way with many girls. I went quiet, lost in my thoughts.
Jamie noticed that I was daydreaming as I looked at her and swam up close to me.
She said something, but I missed it.
"What was that?" I asked.
"What are you thinking about?" she repeated, a quizzical look on her face.
"To be honest, I was just thinking about how great this is."
"It is, isn't it?" She replied. "A nice day, nice company."
She reached out and took my hand again.
I wanted to tell her more, to tell her how I really felt, but I was scared of ruining the moment we were having.
She suddenly grinned at me and let go of my hand.
I felt her hand slowly brush against my cock.
"Race you back to shore." and she swam off.
I just stared at her swimming away from me for a few seconds. Was she teasing me? Deciding that I had no way of finding out at this stage, I swam back behind her.
CHAPTER EIGHT
