Angry staff appear

“Okay, girls. Get out of the beach or you’re all getting fines.”

You all looked to the female staff on the side of the scene, along with some intimidating guys around them.

“It’s fine for you girls to go around and peek at some men, but we don’t allow any of our beach members to get shamed for their nudity by gawkers!”

“But there’s nothing to look at,” one of the girls in the crowd said.

The girls giggled a bit, annoying all of the staff in the process by that joke.

Some of the actual nudists in the beach shouted out:

“YOU’RE FULL OF SHIT!”

“YEAH! You bitches ganged up on that guy and tried to show him off!”

“No matter how hot or ugly anyone is, we don’t accept this trash.”

This was the moment when the girls realized the community a clothing-optional beach would have. They were in deep trouble.

Chris tried to bail everyone out. “Oh Sam. Could you please tell them that this was a joke?”

You looked at her weirdly, astonished by how she would think you could try to pretend that they weren’t harassing you with a huge crowd of women.

“By his face alone, I can tell that’s a lie.” The female staff member said.

Shrieking out, the crowd swarmed out. Chris tried to run away, but was caught by one of beach’s workers.

“We have something a little extra for liars,” the men said as they carried her over to a department.

“Are you okay.” The female staff member pointed at you, not caring about your penis.

“Yes?”

“Are you in college?”

“Not yet.”

“Goddamn!”