I don't know about anyone else but feeling the suns warmth on my body after a long British winter is what i live for. I turn from a pasty looking white girl to a gorgeous brown girl very quickly. Now to do this of course i need to be naked, tan lines are deffo not my thing and with this in mind i have booked a bungalow in Bora Bora and not any old bungalow, no siree, an over water bungalow.
Now things progress nicely. I have my luggage packed, i never need big cases on my holiday, i mean, you can pack quite a few thong bikinis in a suitcase and after what i already told you you'll realise i don't actually wear many of them but a girl needs something to wear when the sun goes down and she's in the bar...doesn't she?
So, cutting what could be a long prelim a bit shorter, hop on plane at Ringway, hop off plane at destination. The sun is shining, my body is already warming up and under a full length wrap around dress i'm already in my green bra and thong (see pics on my profile if your imagination needs any help). This is where things start to go wrong....
I get to the book in counter at the resort to be told that they have double booked the bungalow. Well as you can imagine, i wasn't over happy about this and as i'm not known for my patience an arguement quickly developed. It turned out they didn't have any alternative accomodation for the other person who had booked the bungalow and they suggested to me that i go sort it out with her, which i thought was a flaming cheek as it was their fault not mine. However being a helpful sorta girl i picked up my case and headed for the bungalow to toss the other person out onto the sand. This other girl is apparently called Lauren, but who cares right? She's about to get evicted and with that thought in my mind i reach the bungalow and open the door....