Mistershine on 03 July 2008
When I was about 18 I went skinny dipping at about 2 in the morning after a imbibing a lot of vodka and forgetting I can't swim. I got about 3 yards and sank. Crap, thinks I, my time is up. Then I feel hands pulling me up. After lying on the floor coughing my guts up I look up and see a plethora of neked girlie skinny dippers. Ah, happy days indeed.
