Travels With Naked Girls - CHAPTER 28 - 29

Chapter 28.

Naked Parties.

Abby was the first model whom I videoed before I met her.

There was a big peace demonstration and party in Byron Bay in 2003. We all gathered in the park next to the beach and had a party and sang songs and danced like crazy all afternoon. I videoed the festivities, which included some topless girls.

In front of the main stage there was a crowd of people dancing. I videoed one lovely girl who was dancing in the front of the crowd. I could hardly take my lenses off her.

As it happened, I had run an ad for models that week in the Echo, the local newspaper. I got a call from a girl, and there was something about the way she spoke, I don't know what, but I arranged to meet with her in town that very afternoon.

It was the girl in the front line. Her name was Abby.

Abby was from England, and was running short of money, as backpackers do. I gave her a job.

I had just published Indecent Exposure, the DVD with Willow going naked at Protestors' Falls, and Jana and Petra going naked all over Prague. Abby and I started another project.

For a start, she went naked in the hills behind Byron Bay, running along the roads, pumping gas at a small country store, having tea at another. When she was pumping gas, a woman went by and said, "Go, girl!" Most of our responses were enthusiastic like that.

We got really bold and decided to have her walk naked around the Lighthouse Track, one of the big tourist attractions of Byron. It is about two miles long. It starts in the coastal rainforest climbing up to the lighthouse, then goes along the top of the cliffs for awhile, and loops around back.

Abby started by taking off her clothes in the beach parking lot, then crossing the main road and heading up to the track through the rainforest. We did shots all along the track as far as the hang gliding take-off ramp.

"Hey, you want to go hang gliding?"

"What's it cost?"

"Come back this afternoon and go naked, and it's free."

"OK! See you then!"

(Ten years later, I met a hang-glider guy at the same point, and got to talking. He remembered the naked girl.)

Abby went naked at the lighthouse, and along the trail to the lookout point, which is the easternmost point of the continent of Australia. She paused and talked with a couple of guys, and a family came up and asked if they could do a photo with her. She found that very flattering. Before long she had posed for a dozen photos.

The trail winds down to the beach, and there we met a guy just sitting.

"How's it going?" she asked.

"Much better now!"

Further along the beach, I let her go way ahead of me, so people wouldn't notice she was being videoed. In the distance she sat on the beach, and some guys came up and talked with her. All of a sudden, she jumped up and hugged one of them. Later on, when I caught up, I asked her why.

"He's from Devon. Just like me!"

Later, we went back to the hang-gliding ramp, and Abby got her free tandem flight. When you make a tandem flight, you get into a bag which hangs below the pilot. It looks rather like a sleeping bag, so she wasn't really all that naked during the flight.

But she loved it. I could see her waving in the sky. And I had another one of those magic moments of happiness that come to us once in awhile. I felt like I was flying too.

You can see all this footage in Decent Exposure.

That wasn't my only magic moment with Abby. We had an ecstacy party too.

Abby was quite familiar with ecstasy. I told you she was a special kind of girl. We chose a Sunday afternoon. Patrick was there too.

We started with a kids' toy pistol that shot bubbles. She climbed up on the loft and aimed it down at the camera. She took her clothes off and ran around shooting it.

She had a mock bamboo battle with Patrick. She walked out a long ways into the field next to my house. She lay and writhed sexily on the carpet. She climbed a tree. There was a storm, and she ran and played in the rain. She did hand games with her hands close to the camera. She rubbed oil all over herself. She was a Blond Party.

The shoot is in Free Parties, along with the eight girls at the Quick Club and the six girls at the Teen-Age Dance Party, and several other shoots.

I was getting really fond of girls going naked at parties. I had the Blond Party, and next year the party with the five girls at Klec. In 2005 I had the three girls at Dobruska, with Klara getting really sexy there and at Klec.

In 2006 I found a huge source of parties. It all start with my photo book.

I did photos in every Synetech shoot as well as video. These were intended for use in ads and in articles about my videos.

In 2005 a German publisher named Mattias found out about me through Jan Vels. Mattias proposed doing an artistic book of my nude photos. He came out to Australia and picked out the best photos for a book Natural In Paradise.

That was a treat for me, of course, and it was also a treat that Mattias and I became good friends.

In 2006, he arranged for me to meet a friend of his, Jose Baca in Barcelona. Jose had a sculptor friend named Xigu (pronounced CHEE gu) who had a park full of his own sculptures on 150 acres of land he owned near Barcelona.

Many of the sculptures were nudes. Some were abstracts, but some were quite sexy. We thought it would be a great place to take a model and do video as well as some classic photos for another book. Shannon was the natural choice.

I was very lucky. Sabane didn't object to her going off and touring Europe with me. It was one of the best of my travels with naked girls.

Chapter 29.

We met Jose in Barcelona, and immediately we hit it off. He is a cultured intelligent man, and as a bonus he was able to understand my limited Spanish, and knew how to speak in a careful way so that I could understand him.

We went out to Xigu's sculpture park, about 90 km north of the city, by train and taxi. Xigu was a delight too. A rollicking jovial man, he greeted us with an authentic Catalan meal. A favourite Catalan dish is simply to rub toast with tomato, oil, and salt, and he showed us how to make it, vigorously rubbing in the toppings. The toast complemented a meal of some sort of meat stew with lots of vegetables.

Then Xigu and Jose turned us loose on the forest of sculptures, while they stayed behind to catch up on old times. Shannon is the sort of model who only needs a few words of suggestions, and then turns the video into magic. It was an easy and pleasant afternoon for me.

The park was fascinating. There were many large penises, and a whole wall of naked torsos of different models done in concrete casts. There was a huge bed with a column in each corner of women in the four stages of life: girl, pregnant, mother, crone. But you can see them all in Living Sculpture.

Shannon was great. She gave life to the video by dancing around the statues, choosing a dance that was suited to each statue. She imitated the columns on the bed, and swayed her hips seductively as she leaned against the torso wall.

Xigu was a true artist. After we came back from all the video shooting, he got an idea and tied Shannon up like a package with string. Then he scattered powder over her and finally washed her down with a hose. This had to be great art, since I didn't understand it at all. It certainly made great video.

Shannon and I liked Barcelona so much that we stayed there an extra week. When we arrived, she saw a group of four tango dancers in a city square, busking by putting on a tango performance. She had me ask them where tango could be found, and so wound up dancing many nights.

Tango was displacing salsa as her passion. Indeed tango is a much more complex and (if you're good) fulfilling dance.

She loved it. The last night in Barcelona she stayed out tangoing til morning, and we only just made it to the airport. She slept on the plane. We didn't make it to our apartment in Prague until late afternoon, but she went out anyway. She managed to find out about a milonga (tango dance session) that evening somewhere in the city, and set off alone, speaking nothing of the language and knowing nothing of what train to take or even how the trains worked.

Next morning about seven she returned happy, looking lovely.

I was pleased that she was so keen about dancing, because I loved the idea of girls dancing naked in a nightclub.

This was becoming my favourite sort of shoot, in fact. I loved the music in the clubs (usually), and the girls had plenty to do in a nightclub. They could chat with people, play games such as table soccer, get a drink at the bar, serve free drinks to people, and of course dance.

If they were feeling sexy, they could get ice at the bar to rub all over their bodies, or they could massage themselves with oil. If there was a podium to dance on, they could display themselves, and they could pour water down over their bodies.

It's natural for girls to want to display themselves, as I've said before. Performance in a night club seemed fitting and proper to me.

Danny and I found a really good nightclub called the Domino Club, with a pizza restaurant adjoining. We asked the owner if he would like to have a lovely 21-year-old redhead dance naked in his club. He said yes. He thought the other guests might like it.

Indeed they did. Shannon undressed in the hallway, and walked down the stairs naked to the club. Somebody cheered. There were only a few people on the dance floor when she walked out onto it, but the crowd watched her dance and applauded. Soon a guy did a performance to complement hers.

A young couple started chatting with Shannon as she watched the guy's performance. After awhile another guy did a sort of a strip, aided by two girls. It was rather comical, because he tried to take his trousers off over his shoes, and got stuck. So he tried to dance with his trousers tying his feet together.

Shannon did a lot of dancing that night, and it was great. At first she danced in the party lights of the night club, which was OK because they were fairly bright and my camera could see her clearly.

I was a little dubious at first that my on-camera light might put people off and make them run away, but after awhile I put it on and it didn't seem to bother anybody. That was good, because with the light on, the camera and everybody could see Shannon clearly.

After awhile she walked to the toilet, which meant going out of the dance floor and across a lobby. She got some puzzled looks there. She also walked outside for awhile to cool off. Later she walked around the dance floor and over to the bar, where she sat for fifteen minutes happily chatting naked to a guy.

Several girls enjoyed dancing with Shannon, and later she got into a conversation with four tall guys who stood around her. She looked really happy.

Indeed she looked happy all night, and this is one of my favourite shoots even today. You can see the shoot at the end of Living Sculpture.

It was not as radical as the next shoot, however. We went to the Domino Club again.

This time we took Eddie and Richard, two Czech guys who were twins and who had modeled for us many times before. Eddie and Richard were the guys who started the big pile-up of happy people at the end of Czech Naturist Paradise 1.

Our idea was to see if people would react the same to naked guys as to a naked girl. The scheme flopped, however, when the owner saw Eddie and Richard on the night and said they were too old.

That left Shannon on her own, and she gamely soldiered on. I really admired her.

It was difficult for her because it happened to be the night that schools and universities let out for summer holidays, and the club was packed. A lot of the young ones were drunk, too, and a couple of boys made a nuisance of themselves.

The two boys made rude gestures, such as forming an O with the thumb and forefinger of one hand and wiggling their fingers. I'm not sure what it meant, but it looked crude. The two also tried to hug her from opposite sides like a sandwich.

Another time one of them pulled up his shirt and wiggled his pot belly at her. Gross.

It was a mystery to me why they did it. Here was a beautiful naked girl dancing in front of them, a young man's dream fantasy you might say, and they were doing everything they could to discourage her. It seemed crazy.

I think maybe their ego was involved. They had no chance with a girl that pretty, so they tried to run her down by suggesting she was immoral. Some guys do that a lot to women, I believe.

I used the video light all evening this time. Nobody seemed to mind. In fact some couples seem to like it. They seemed to be attracted by the light, because they would come and dance right in front of it.   This has happened several times in nightclub shoots since. Maybe they wanted me to ask them to get naked too.

One boy I noticed in the distance behind Shannon was trying to persuade his girl friend to take off her t-shirt. He would take the bottom of the shirt in his hands and pull it up. After awhile she gave him a slap on the face. I didn't know women did that anymore.

There was also a burnt-out older guy. He was small and wiry and had the sort of sunken look around his jaw that suggested he had few if any teeth. He had dark glasses made of plastic with white plastic frames. He wore baggy red trousers and a white sleeveless t-shirt, and he had a scarf wrapped around his head with the ends hanging down behind like a pony tail.

He was quite keen about dancing with Shannon. That was good for the video anyway. I wondered what he thought he was doing among such a cluster of young people.

He wasn't very shrewd about how to handle women. Once he offered a corner of his sweaty t-shirt to Shannon to wipe off her brow. Ugh. Eventually he took it off and revealed his creased and sweaty torso. Double Ugh.

I admired Shannon for her courage. She didn't let it faze her. She was amazingly confident in her nakedness. Maybe it was because she was the best dancer in the room. Maybe it was because she was the prettiest girl in the room.

She danced with Patrick and Eddie, and I did a shot of their two hands flashing in front of her as they danced, and had another one of my moments of epiphany. Everything was beautiful.

She visited the pizza restaurant on the other side of the lobby, full of people eating at tables. Shannon walked naked across the lobby and into the restaurant, where she stood calmly for several minutes waiting for a drink. She looked great standing naked against the bar in a whole roomful of people at tables.

Later she came out into the lobby and danced naked there. It was all very sexy and revealing.

Shannon showed off her nakedness freely, and the whole time, she was obviously enjoying it. She certainly made herself the centre of attention. It was a warm affirmation of my ideas about girls loving to display themselves.

Then she went back to Montreal, and it would be two long years before I traveled with Shannon again. Worth the wait.