I was going to put these under sailing in the buff. But, I think my incidents fall under a slightly different catagory
[color=blue]Many moons ago, my wife and sailed up an all-but-deserted lake to visit a friend, my wife’s supervisor at her cottage.
We had a few glasses of wine and headed home. It was Indian Summer. The colors were amazing and the lake was deserted - it was October and mid-week.
The lake is pretty big, about 4 miles across. The wind was gentle and warm, the sun was setting beautifully and, in the middle of the lake, the solitude and wine got to our heads a little. Well, nature took it’s course, and we knew that, at this distance people were mere specks on the water. What could be the harm in a little romp?
The next day, when my wife got to her office, her supervisor said to her– “um, you know, EVERYBODY on the lake has binocularsâ€