Travels With Naked Girls - CHAPTER 32 - 33
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Chapter 32.
Champion.
Shannon was the champion of all my travels with girls. We had more and longer travels than with anyone else. She appears in nearly all my videos for nine years.
In 2008 Shannon and I met in Athens and flew to the Greek Islands. I'd been longing to return since my trip with Uti in 1999.
We went to Naxos and stayed in a deluxe hotel about half a mile along the beach from Naxos town. There was a taverna right on the beach with a happy hour from 5 to 7. It was fun to get tipsy as the waves plashed a few yards away.
We rented a quadricycle and rode to Alyko Beach, where Shannon stripped naked and rode the quadricycle around on the dunes. Then we sunbaked on the beach and she walked a long naked ways along the shore for my camera.
She went into the water and splashed and floated while I did shots of her from the shore. The camera was looking toward the setting sun, so the waves crested with brilliant flashes of light. Shannon was a supple silhouette, and the effect was dazzling.
In Naxos town we strolled around the shops. One specialized in a unique kind of stained glass pendant with flecks of gold. It was great to buy something really unusual and not just typical tourist stuff.
We bought a pair of shoes too, and back in the hotel she did a modeling session for video wearing the pendent and the shoes and nothing else.
Each day Shannon sat naked on the bed and gave a short talk about what we did that day. She has a wonderful narrative style, a real talent for acting. None of my other models have been able to do this so well.
We took a ferry to Ios and stayed at an even more deluxe hotel on the cliffs looking straight down the length of Milopotas Beach.
Ios is supposed to be a party island, with lots of young people from Britain and other countries. Shannon went out dancing to the party clubs, but was disappointed. She said they were the sort of people who could only dance freely when they were drunk.
That was OK with me, because it meant we spent more time together. We enjoyed the whole of one afternoon chatting and playing ball in the hotel pool. Another afternoon we walked the length of Milopotas Beach to a restaurant where they had lobster. It was 70 euros, but Shannon had never eaten a lobster.
Naturally I videoed her virgin experience. Shannon was always a hearty eater, and to my surprise she took a slab of lobster in one bite. That was my 35 euro shot.
We found a pizza restaurant on a hill above the centre of Ios town too, and I recorded Shannon's spiel of the day. She had a gift for performing on camera.
"We had a great day today, we did NOTHING! Pretty much, we lay on the beach and we read, and we listened to the waves and we slept and . . . and read some more. Then we came into town and walked up and down the hillside and the little streets. And now we're in a fantastic restaurant that's been absolutely lovely with wonderful pizza and lots of really nice strawberry daiquiries. I'm just about to have my fourth, so it should be an exciting evening. You never know! "
"Do you feel that daiquiries get more beautiful, each one you drink?"
"I think so. I'd like to think so."
The interior of Ios is quite mountainous. We did a quadricycle trip to Aghia Theodoti beach, weaving our way across the interior on switchroads up the mountains. At one point we stopped and looked down, and there were hundreds of goats moving down the hillsides below, a cascade of goats sounding like a melliflous waterfall with the throaty bells they wore.
We made a nude beach of Aghia Theodoti, as Shannon walked the length of the beach toward a cave at the end. Then we ate in the beach restaurant, and had fresh fish and the piquant Greek salad.
Finally we went to Santorini, which had become an even richer tourist island since Uti and I were there. With its huge natural harbour it attracted the cruise ships like rodents. The beautiful views from the rim attracted the package tourists, who spoiled with their numbers the beauty they had come to enjoy.
We did have a charming experience in one of the restaurants with a rim view. The sun was setting, and I did shots of Shannon holding up a wine glass in the reddish light, which made magic of her red hair. Then I zoomed in to get the upside-down view of the caldera in the glass.
Shannon was not happy with her meal, I forget why, and the waiter was so concerned that he brought her an entirely different meal. I thought that was very kind, considering the kind of service you often get in touristy places.
That's one reason why I love the Greek Islands. The Greeks are always kind.
We shot video at Vlichada Beach and Red Beach, and from the quadricycle, and all too soon it was time for Shannon to go. She only had two weeks holiday from her dance classes, but I had two videos called Wandering Free 1 and 2.
In 2009 we had a wonderful year. Freezing Montreal lost its charm, and Shannon came back to Australia. She came to stay with me at my huge house in Byron Bay. It was like a return to the happy days with Henriette, except without the church sessions and the sickness.
Shannon found work easily as a dance teacher at the local Steiner school where she had once been a student. She was very popular with the kids. She gave dance lessons in our house too. With its huge central living room, the house is perfect for dance.
In May 2009 we went to the Greek Islands again, to Mykonos first. I have such a swirl of memories from these days.
Shannon bought a magenta skirt and showed it off for video in the hotel, wearing it alone. She modeled a low-cut white dress too. She demonstrated the techniques of showing off to a man, by bending forward and letting the neckline fall open to his glad gaze.
We went to Paradise Beach, which was once a popular nude beach, in the naked days of yore. I hiked up to a taverna on a bluff overlooking the beach, and Shannon walked along the beach and swam naked while I videoed her from high above.
Then she walked casually naked up to the taverna, and sat in a chair at a table for a long time. It was great to see her naked with people at other tables taking her in with casual aplomb.
Back in the hotel she gave a naked show of how to attract attention on the dance floor, and of sexy hip-hop dancing too.
At dinner we discussed how to handle the results of too much attention. What if she didn't fancy the fellow?
"Well, you have to move fast. You have to kind of stub it in the toe."
Which I thought was putting it admirably.
From Mykonos we moved on to Paros, which I had visited with Uti long ago. We went to Monasteri Beach, where Uti had walked around naked for a long time. Shannon did the same. Who says you can't recapture the past?
We found some boulders next to the trail to Monasteri Beach, and she did graceful modern dancing high up on top of them. It was a chance to get some dramatic low angle shots with her figure outlined against the deep blue sky. The sun was setting behind me, so she was refulgent in the amber light.
We made it back to where we'd parked the quadricycle, and she rode it naked in the lovely light, her hair flashing in brilliance.
Another day we quadricycled out to Naousa, a fishing village on the other side of the island. We had a meal at a harbourside restaurant looking out at the fishing boats.
Then we walked through town and found a man selling cotton candy, which Australians call "fairy floss," a charming name. I bought a serving on a stick, and ate it sitting with Shannon in the midst of the square, with happy people strolling around, and Shannon sitting by my side.
I think that was one of the happiest moments of my life. If ever I feel mournful or discouraged, I remember that afternoon in Naousa.
In Naxos we had the only disaster of the trip. Shannon went out dancing at night as always, and someone put a drug in her drink. She remembered wandering around town in a daze, and being rescued by two Canadian girls, who let her sleep it off at their hotel.
Shannon was out all night, and I was part worried and part angry, thinking she had run off with another lover. I came back in the afternoon and found her half-somnolent and half-sick. Then I was really worried.
But she gradually recovered. We were pretty careful about nightclubs after that.
We went on to Barcelona. There she went naked in a night club, as she had done in the Czech Republic three times before. She posed naked at an art market in a main plaza of the city, and walked around naked looking at the paintings too. She walked naked all around the city, and we made a video called Walking Proud. The whole trip can be enjoyed in a video called Travels With Girls. It was an exciting time.
It was exciting for her too. She found another lover, and this time it was serious. Well, what can you do? Pretty girls will have them, and vice versa.
An Awkward Adaptation.
I've spoken before about the reasons why pretty girls are so willing to show themselves off and even be videoed naked. It's worth considering the whole theory again, because it is the basis of this book.
Shannon's dancing and showing off are natural, according to the theory, to young women. Our society has many rules condemning promiscuity, but such rules are an adaptation, not natural. It is an adaptation to agricultural society.
The natural condition for humanity is tribal. People lived in tribes for hundreds of thousands of years. Though few of us live in tribes now, our biological heritage is firmly rooted in those times. We were tribal for tens of thousands of years, perhaps hundreds of thousands, and have been civilized only six thousand or so. Our genes are tribal.
In tribal days, the business of young women was to get pregnant. The tribe needed babies. Girls of a certain age would show off their sexuality and attract men of the tribe. The important thing was for the girl to get pregnant, and it didn't matter much to whom.
It wasn't like now, when a woman needs a man to support her and the child. The tribe would care for the girl when she was pregnant. When she had her baby, the tribe would care for both of them.
The members of the tribe shared everything. It had to be that way. It would be impossible for a tribe to survive if some members had much more than the others. Social friction would tear the tribe apart.
The sharing was true of sex as well as of food and other goods. Examples have been studied in tribes all over the world. Being stingy with your food and your favours were frowned upon in tribes everywhere.
Many tribes studied by anthropologists have sexual rituals of girls who reach child-bearing age. The girls show off, or are paraded around the grounds, and they get a lot of attention and sharing.
Sharing changed, however, when humanity adopted agriculture.
Agriculture brought many advantages. The food supply was greater and more reliable, at least at first. People no longer had to move around so much, foraging for food. People could build permanent houses, and cities, and monuments and temples. Writing and numbers were invented, to keep track of possessions, and geometry, to keep track of fields.
But private property replaced sharing. When a man ploughs and plants and cares for a field, he wants to own the crops that he harvests. Wealth was created, and poverty too. A man was valued by his possessions.
Women were the big losers. Women became possessions. Farming was largely a job for men, with their superior size and strength.
So was war. Tribes had wars, of course, but war was expanded by agriculture. Land was the source of most wealth, so a nation became greater by attacking other nations and stealing their land.
All the great empires, from Assyria and Babylon and Rome right down to the British, were based on attacking other peoples and taking their land. It was progress, of a sort.
Agriculture also created inheritance. Men wanted their possessions to go to their children, so it became vital to know whose children were whose. Political power was also inherited. The king's son became the next king. Monogamy became the rule, especially for women.
It was still natural for men and women to be promiscuous, but nobody was supposed to be, especially women. Monogamy was soon enshrined in a hash of rules about adultery, promiscuity, virginity, and sex. That gave us the mishmash of romance, marriage, serial monogamy, and "cheating" by nearly everyone, which we know so well today.
We still have those rules, because even today a woman with children and no husband is in a difficult situation. This is not natural. What's natural is for a woman and her babies to be surrounded and protected by a tribe. But the tribes are gone.
What's natural is for girls to perform. Getting pregnant is a goal, not a problem. But the tribes are gone.
Wet t-shirt contests, string bikinis, beauty contests, groupies, strip clubs -- these are all healthy echos of the tribal days. A beautiful girl performs for many men, and it brings a lot of joy to the men and to the girl too.
Fashion shows, photos, sexy photos in magazines, internet photos, videos -- a whole vast industry comes from the natural love of girls to perform.
Girls love being actors much more than men. Movies are mostly about girls being attractive, and attracting men. Unfortunately girls in movies can only have one man, which almost invariably provides the conflict. Movies need conflict, but in real life it is a pain.
Girls are hemmed in by modern rules. Girls want to perform and enjoy, as they always have. They know they have to be really careful about getting pregnant, in our modern world, but they still just wanna have fun. "Lock up your daughters" is the cry, not because errant men will get in, but because the daughters will run out to them. The daughters don't want to listen.
Girls want to see the world, and to show the world how beautiful and sexy they are. They want to fulfill their nature, not stifle it with monogamy, which is an awkward adaptation to an agricultural age. They feel promiscuous deep inside, even though they are constantly taught about sexual perils.
Girls love dancing, as Shannon does. Girls love to perform for men. Girls love to be the centre of attention, and have men spend money and give them favors and do things for them. That's how things were decided in tribal days.
This is the foundation on which Travels With Naked Girls is created.
