Sydney to Surfers Paradise

Our test marketing of our bikini designs went so well that we went into business full time making bikinis. We bought lots of materials and started to build up some stock so that when we went back to Surfers Paradise we could start a business.

Kirsten was going to college at the time and she started to date one of her professors. She ended up moving out of my house and in with him. She wasn't being very open or communicative with me about her feelings or intentions. I believe in allowing people to do as they want so when she suddenly moved out I did not try to stop her. I still have never heard from her about what she was going through at the time. We have lost contact now. I would still like to hookup with her today. We were best friends for years and then she just disappeared from my life. I thought it was a bit strange at the time and am still curious. She then filed for divorce and refused to talk with me about anything. She told me she had burned all my pictures from our time together. I loved my pictures and the memories they always brought back to me. I must admit, I miss the photos. That was a mean spirited way to end a relationship in my opinion.

I moved on with my life. Sue and I started to spend more time together. We were still having lots of group sex and dating others but her and I were ending up together more and more. Then we started working together in the bikini business.

I quit my job selling cameras in Sydney and Sue and I moved down to Queensland to sell our bikinis. We found a place to stay that was awesome. We rented a three bedroom house in Tugun from the Catholic church that was on the top of a hill overlooking about ten miles of coastline for less than fifty dollars a month. The only thing about it was we had to vacate the house for two weeks a year so that the church could use it for their annual vacation for their priests. It was a great deal for us. We ended up renting out some rooms and made a tidy profit on our rental situation.

Our plan was to open a store front to sell our bikinis from but we needed cash right away so we started to sell our suits at a little outdoor market near the beach. I built a little stall with a table to display our stock and added a little changing room so that the girls could try on the suits. I had a full length mirror and a roof to make some shade for us while we worked.

Our specialty quickly became custom designed bikinis that were made to order for whatever shape your body was. After a couple of weeks of custom fitting girls I could just glance at a girl and know what size she needed. Girls could just outline on their bodies how they wanted the suit to fit and I could write out a design that would fit them perfectly. They could pick out colors or designs from our selection or they could help design their own colors. Some girls bought one suit and then came back the next day and ordered a dozen suits. Our business was booming. We were making a lot of money. I sold them and designed them and Sue manufactured them. I had to hire a few people to help us out because we could not make them fast enough. It was a lot of work but it was quickly paying off. I gave up the idea of a store because we were doing so well out on the street like this.

We started to make smaller and smaller bikinis. The smaller we made them the more we charged for them and the quicker they sold. I finally made one that was just a tiny triangle in the front that wrapped between the legs and was just a string in the back. We sold it with no top and called it "The Sandtrap". It sold like hotcakes. The beaches were mostly topless in Australia at the time but the girls liked to cover up their bottoms just a bit like this suit did and it also kept the sand out.

We worked hard all day and then we partied hard all night too. Every Wednesday night we had a music playing party at our house. People were invited to bring their guitars or whatever instrument they played over to our house and play for us and the other players. We usually had about fifty people show up. Some of them were outstanding musicians. The jam sessions we had were awesome. I always made some food to give people and I supplied a ton of booze and usually I had some pot to share. The only thing stopping us from having even more people over for the music is that we could not fit anymore in our space. I loved these nights.

On the weekends we would have parties at our house that sometimes got huge. One night we estimated that about five hundred people came through our house in just one night. The parties were a lot of fun. Sometimes we would go down to the beach and go skinny dipping together. One night we did that and when about thirty of us ran into the water all at once naked and laughing we jumped right into a thick patch of jellyfish. All of us started yelling and screaming in pain and ran out of the water in shock. We all raced back up to my house still naked and ran through the rest of the people still partying and we crammed into my shower where we started to piss on each other. We sent somebody out to try to find some ammonia while we pissed as much as we could. We were laughing and crying at the same time. We scrubbed each other off and after a while the pain was not so bad and one by one we got dressed again.

Of course most nights we had sex parties after the other parties. Sometimes it would just be one or two other people with us but sometimes it would more accurately be called an orgy. We were pretty loose to say the least. It caused us some panic one morning.

We were sitting around having breakfast and working at making the days bikini orders when one of our sexual contacts came over to announce that their doctor had found an STD. All of our contacts would need to take antibiotics we were told. We started to panic just a bit and started to list our contacts. In just a few minutes we had a list of contacts that was a couple of hundred people. We went to our doctor to get tested ourselves before we started to contact the other people. Luckily for us we both tested negative and a bit more investigation revealed that our informant was misinformed about the STD in the first place. It still was a good wake up for us. We immediately took better steps to make sure we played safer from then on. It probably saved my life because the AIDS epidemic was only a few years later and by then I only did totally safe sex.

I did a TV interview with the governor of the state of Queensland. Some people, including the governor herself, were complaining that all the naked people at the beach were encouraging and promoting illicit sex. I had the opinion that most people actually looked sexier in some clothing than they did naked so her argument was not accurate. We ended up having a debate on air over whether people looked sexier naked or with bathing suits on, even small suits like I sold. I brought along some photos of naked girls and the same girls with some of my little bikinis on. The girls clearly looked sexier with the suits on and I pretty much won the argument. But it was fun to debate the issue on air. The phone lines lit up over the debate.

Singapore to Australia

After months waiting in Singapore for our immigrant visa to Australia it finally arrived. We booked a flight on Singapore Airlines to Sydney Australia. The flight was pure luxury. Great food and service from hot flight attendants and a perfect flight in a clean new plane. One of my best flights ever.

We landed at Sydney and went right through customs and immigration without any hassles. Then we planned on going to downtown Sydney to collect mail and find a place to stay. We were greeted at the airport by a nice looking friendly woman who offered to find us a place to stay and help us get started in our new life as Australian immigrants. She was the official greeter for the country. We talked for a while and then she offered to let us stay at her house. We took her up on her offer and waited until she was done working then rode home with her to her place.

She was Ester Williams the ex Olympic swimmer and movie star. Her husband was a nice guy too. He played jazz bass in a band and the first night after we got set up in our flat we went out on the town with Ester to hear him play at a club. It was a very entertaining evening of music, dancing and good food.

We were out of money and we went looking for work the next morning. Both of us found a job right away. Kirsten found a job through the Danish Embassy and I found a job selling cameras in a camera store. We learned our way around Sydney and commuted to work every day without going out much or anything until we had a few paychecks in hand. Once we had some cash in hand we found a new apartment closer to where we had found our jobs so that we didn't have to spend so much time commuting. We rented a townhouse in Top Ryde a just across the Sydney harbor bridge from downtown Sydney.

By now we were starting to make some friends and we were going out to clubs dancing and having fun. On our days off we went to a nearby naked beach to hang out and swim in Sydney harbor. All the beaches in Australia were allowing at least topless sun bathing but we went to the clothing optional section because we had come to prefer that after living in Goa so long. We met a lot more friends at the beach.

Remember this was the early 70s and the sexual revolution was still going strong. We became front line soldiers in the revolution. There were regular orgies at different people's homes in the evenings after hanging out at the beach. We took turns hosting the parties. There were usually twenty or more perps at these orgies. We usually started with some shrimp on the barbie and some wine and pot or sometimes coke or something and then we just got naked and went at it. They were a lot of fun.

Kirsten and I were married but we were both having a lot of affairs and we frequently brought people in for threesomes or swapped with other couples. It was the thing to do in those days. I was always horny and usually had multiple partners almost every day. We kept a few of our favorites around the house for days or weeks at a time. We had a lot of friends by now.

One day a new neighbor moved in next door to us. She was a single girl, Sue, from New Zealand. She knocked on our front door one day asking us if we had seen her lost pussy. She was hammered and could hardly stand up. We invited her in and we ended up in bed that night. From that night on she was a part of all of our parties. Sometimes she stayed at our place and sometimes we stayed at her place either together or me alone. We were pretty loose on a regular basis. One day we came home and Kirsten was with one of her regular new boyfriends and we decided to play a trick on her. We took cameras and busted into the bedroom where they were doing the wild thing and started taking pics with the flashes on the cameras blinking away at them naked. We said we had the evidence now to go to court for the divorce. We scared the crap out of her boyfriend and she got pissed at me for doing it. Such is life. We thought it was pretty funny. This went on for a while and then we decided to move into a house together, just the three of us.

We rented a house on a short dead end circle in Top Ryde. We were almost never just the three of us in the house. We had almost nightly parties that almost always ended up with everybody naked. There were rarely less than three in our bed at night. Kirsten decided to quit working and go back to school. I was all for that because I was making really good money at my job. So I worked and she went to school.

Sue had a few different jobs. Sue had a boyfriend come to visit that was her old boyfriend from New Zealand. He quickly joined in with our crazy lifestyle. Some of our parties were pretty large by now because we were always meeting new people and inviting them over. We got into a routine of working during the week with small parties at night and then spending weekends at the naked beach and having large parties at night. It was a lot of fun.

We went on frequent short trips to the areas around Sydney. We went to the Snowy Mountains to ski for one of our trips. When we got there Sue wanted to take a lesson so we set up a lesson right away. We rented our gear and I showed her how to put it all on then we went out to have a lesson with an Austrian professional skier. He started to explain the basics and in the middle of it, Sue bent down and touched the snow. She had never touched snow before that second and when she told the instructor that he bend over laughing his ass off. He had never met anybody that green before. We had a blast on that trip. The drive up and back was fun and so was snow after so long in the tropics for me.

Another trip we did was to the Three Sisters. That is a mountain range formation south west of Sydney which is a national park. We drove there with Sue, Trevor her boyfriend from New Zealand, Kirsten and Paul the guy we took pics of for the divorce. Paul was turning out to be one of my best friends in Australia. He and I had a blast together with or without Kirsten around. The drive to the Three Sisters is a few hours from Sydney and we were driving through suburbs for most of the way. There was no climbing up to get to the mountains it was just a long slow grade uphill that was almost impossible to notice that we were climbing up. Then all of a sudden you are on the top edge of a mountain range overlooking a great vista of the Australian outback. It was pretty startling to see the sudden change in geography. We hung out for a while hiking and then we went back to our daily grind in Sydney.

We did a trip up North to Surfers Paradise that we liked. Surfers was a classic Christmas vacation destination in Australia so we had to follow the crowd to the beaches there. I fell in love with the beaches and lifestyle there. I loved to surf and hang out on the beach and this was one of the best places I had been so far. I wanted to move here to live. The only problem was there were no jobs available.

When we got back to Sydney we sat around smoking and dreaming up ways to make money down at the resort of Surfers Paradise. After much discussion we came to the conclusion that the best business to go into would be designing and making custom bikinis. The cost of the materials was very low and the product sold for a very high price leaving a nice profit for us. The only problem was we had no idea how to make a bikini. Sue told us she could figure out the patterns if we could come up with some basic design drawings. So we sat around smoking and drinking and dreaming up the hottest looking bikinis we could come up with. We came up with some nice designs.

Then we waited for Sue to make the patterns up. The weeks were rolling by and Sue was working on the patterns but she was having some problems. We started to argue about why it was taking her so long and she threw a fit and told us to try doing it if we were so smart. I decided to give it a try.

I took out a Sears type catalog and wrote down the dimensions of the designs we needed to make. Then I took a piece of the material we were using and counted the threads in both directions up and down and across. I made a chart by using a calculator to convert the sizes from the catalog into the material according to the fabric ratios. Then I wrote them out as instructions to make the suits and had Sue make one. It fit perfectly and looked hot. So we started to make a bunch of them to take out and do a practice sale before we quit our jobs and moved up north for good. We made a couple of dozen bikinis in a variety of colors and things and did a practice sale at a flea market. We sold out the first day. So from then on we were in the bikini business with me designing them and Sue a few other manufacturing them to my specs. Easy street here we come.