Nudist Colony

*The bus pulls up with a groan, kicking up a plume of red dust that catches in the early morning light. Gathering your things and step out onto the warm bitumen. Pulling down your sunnies, you squint against the bright sunlight as you take in the secluded cove ahead. A winding path lined with towering gum trees leads towards the resort, the sound of waves crashing against the shore grows louder, promising the familiar rhythm of the ocean. The air is filled with a symphony of bird calls and the d...