Your Neighborhood Professional Deviant

I seriously hate having tan lines. I would MUCH rather have an all over tan. Alas, thanks to using buses and bicycles, I have super dark lower arms, then I have My basic tan from tanning at the beach, and then I have the pale spots where My Playboy bikini hides My skin from the sun. MEH!!!

So I've spent the past few days working on My tan with My wifey. The awesomeness of living across the street from a beach! I'm very meticulous about tanning. Even amounts of time on each side. I tend to do an hour on one side, then flip! I'm like a fuckin rotisserie chicken, but hotter. And less likely to be used as a food source.

Yeah, a twofer... as promised. Felt a wee bit better today, so Wifey and I hit the beach across the street from My condo. The sun was good for what ails Me :)Behold, the Unglamorous Moi Sans Makeup. Hur hur. I love how empty My area of the beach is, I can hike up the back of My bikini to tan My ass!

After a day tanning on the beach across from My condo, especially when the heat index is 101 degrees, it's nice to lay about. Nekkid + cool sheets = ahhhhh.