We spent a good bit of the time at the beach and along the pools of our hotel. We wore modest bathing gear, for sure, but many didn’t. There were quite a few, how shall we say, plus-size ladies and their swimwear left little to the imagination.
Try as you may, no matter where you looked there were large and mostly bare derrieres. Forrest Gump would refer to them as large buttocks. They were big booties for sure. Full moons. For an ass-man this was Thanksgiving, Fourth of July and Christmas all rolled into one.
But no one seemed to care or notice. People came and went, young and old, everyone enjoying the beautiful Caribbean coast and soaking in the rays.
Maybe I don’t get to the beach enough, but this was a most revealing experience, and not in a good way.