Diving Deeper Into a Beach & Scuba Vacation With Her Dive Instructor
Should you play with an attractive, handsome neighbor if your boyfriend is sulking? For sure! And make sure he knows!
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This is Part 3 of a “Discover Scuba Diving & Nudity” series. Part 1 is available here, but you can jump straight into the narrative below if you prefer. You’re the boss!
Brooke was with Jim in a Toyota pickup truck that didn’t seem to have shock absorbers anymore. Or the road on this tropical island was that of a war zone. Or both!
Jim was driving her to town to purchase a wetsuit before her first open-water dive in the ocean the next day. He was a dedicated dive instructor!
“Town” was a big word. It was a one-street affair, featuring a few stores and numerous bars.
“We’re… Surfing, now?” Brooke asked after Jim parked in front of a store with surfboards all over their front wall.
“They have nicer-looking wetsuits than dive shops.”
They walked to the back of the store. Jim seemed to know the place. He guided her to a rack of multicolor wetsuits.
“In the dive shop,” he added, “they don’t have much of anything but black! I assumed you wanted something sexier.”
“You assumed right, Sir!”
An older man joined them. He looked at Brooke, head to toe, then handed her a wetsuit. She glanced around for a changing room but didn’t see any.
“Take your shorts off,” the old man directed. “These metal hooks could damage the wetsuit.”