So my friend Suzi told me about, then gave me directions to a TOP SECRET beach that's only 8 miles from Manhattan: Fort Tilden Beach. It used to be a depot for Nike Air Defense Missiles in the Cold War, but the base has since been closed down and now it's a public beach.
Day One
There's my pimpin' ride, yo. (Which I just recently got rid of *sniffle*).
The most obvious perk at an empty beach is that there aren't any people around. A less-realized, ancillary perk is that sometimes your female friends will take out their "perks" and sun them in front of you. Grant peeps over Sarah's bizzoobie.
Immediately afterwards, Grant decided to run into the water to "take a swim" (a.k.a - hide the big, beach boner he popped in his tight, little Euro-swimtrunks he got from STARING at Sarah's titties.)
Late Saturday evening, two of Grant's friends, James & Charlene, arrived from London. They hadn't seen the sun in months, so on Sunday morning, we got up bright and early and headed right back to the beach!
