Surfer's Paradise

We sold our bikinis retail at our outdoor stall but we also wholesaled them to surf shops all around Surfer's Paradise. I drove around to the different shops in the morning to make the deliveries. I had a lot of fun doing it. Most of the shops were owned and operated by world famous surfers. Two of them lived right on the same block as we did. They had both won the Coca Cola surf championship which was the world's top international tournament of the day. We partied with them a lot. They attracted lots of hot girls to the parties. We also surfed together sometimes or just hung out at the beach. Rabbit Bartholomew the best surfer as far as the number of tournaments he had won had a little sister that was a big customer of ours. She later won the Coca Cola women's title for surfing too.

There was a dinner club down the street from our house that had dinner with drag queen shows. We went there often because it was so close and they made good food. We always stayed for the shows while we drank after eating. We got to know the show pretty well after watching the same jokes over and over. We invited the drag queens over to our house for some of our parties. When they first showed up at one of our parties they kind of intimidated the other guests we had because they were so forward and kinky. They quickly ended up becoming the life of the parties though with their constant jokes and quirky sense of humor. One of them showed up one night wearing only spike heels and a fur coat. She kept flashing her body at all the straight surfer boys at the party. She had a killer feminine body with a nice ass and perfect tits and face but she also had a 8 incher hanging between her legs. She looked like Sofia Loren. I think she took quite a few of the straight surfers with her when she went home at night but none of them ever mentioned her the next day for some reason.

There was a huge Cyclone that hit the city of Darwin while we were there. The cyclone hit on Christmas eve and blew all of Christmas day. It leveled the city leaving only a few buildings standing. Look up the Wiki article:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyclone_Tracy

There were regular large storms that hit the coast every winter. The surfers would go out and surf the gigantic waves the storms generated. A few people died doing this and the government banned surfing during the big storms. It was a ban that was impossible to enforce. The daring surfers just had to go out. We went down to watch along with all the other people when the conditions were making these big waves. I remember one day when the waves looked around 25 to 30 feet high and there was a storm surge that raised the level of the ocean so that the huge breakers were breaking over the road that ran along the beach. Keith and Rabbit were both out there surfing and we were trying to watch them. Rabbit rode one all the way in and landed on the road where the police tried to arrest him but the crowd of onlookers was not going to let that happen. They had to let him go or there would have been a riot.

When the weather was more normal the surfing was perfect. You could walk out to the end of the point get in the water and surf down the side of the point to the beach and then walk back out the point again. It was much easier than most surfing locations where you had to paddle back out each time. The waves got a bit crowded sometimes but there was really very little fighting because the ride was just so good that everybody was in a good mood most of the time. I just wish I had more time to play instead of the way I worked so much at my bikini business. I usually ended up making a few hundred dollars in sales every time I went down to the beach.

We had bikini parties at our house as one of our sales methods. We offered a free bikini to anybody that got a group together to come and buy bikinis from us. The parties were usually between twenty to thirty girls and we offered beer and wine to drink while they tried on bikinis and helped each other pick out designs that looked good on them. I wrote up all the orders and did all the custom fitting of the girls. I spent long hours working with hot young girls trying on bikinis in front of me. It was fun at first working with all the naked ladies but after a while I came to dislike it. My other male friends thought that I had the ideal job but I was getting tired of selling the bikinis. It was getting boring and instead of seeing hot girls I now just saw them as bikini manikins. I did not like that. I liked seeing hot girls. It was time for a change. After a long time working hard all day every day and playing hard at night I started to get the itch to travel some more. I sold the bikini business and we packed up to head out again.

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.