Ding and Helen Turn Paparazzi

The girls were having fun. Let’s just say us women hovering around fifty at the beach with our men got caught up in giggles, playing like school girls. They say laughters addicting and although we could have stopped our nonscence at anytime we let it continue for hours.

It all began when Ding spotted this Latin Lover sporting his fitted swim trunks coming out the ocean throwing back his dangling locks, bringing him to all of our attention.

Fred was quick to name him Fabio and it stuck although when he gathered a group of flabby male adolescence and began instructing a warm-up routine followed by the group jogging down the beach, he was then named Fancy Man. Although we pondered his sexual orientation and what might go on down in the secluded area of the beach one must applaud his efforts in fighting childhood obesity as the Fancy Man and his crew left our sight.

This was the perfect opportunity for Ding to head off shell collecting with camera and Chris as decoy.

There was a time when we were younger when spotting a man in a speedo the words “nasty” and “dirty” would have entered our conversation but not today. As some, people watch in airports and shopping malls conjure up stories in their minds of the life of strangers, today as a group Fabio the Fancy Man led many different lives worth our debate: artist, dishwasher, and landscaper to name a few. We also wondered if the abundantly shaped woman with the group in her oh, too small bikini was his wife.

“Here he comes.” Helen announced camera ready when Fabio with one mere jogger behind came into sight. But wait there was one more in some distance behind catching up. It was Ding running up behind them. We lost all composure.

Then with the Latin Lover Fancy Man resting peaceful a mere blanket away it was time for Ding and Helen under pretense of photoing our group captured many shots of Fabio to the point of rediculous.

Images were taken from various cameras and phones. This one captured by Helen sent to me via Facebook: Fabio sprawled out beside us.

Sometime later, Chris returned toting their bag of shells mumbling disgrutals of Ding having run off leaving him behind as she followed the trails of Fabio the Fancy Man, Ding’s Latin Lover.


About Aligaeta

I am a life time resident of NY State. A graduate of Nassau Community College, AA in Liberal Arts and Queens College, BA in English and Sociology. I am the mother of four children, the survivor of divorce, and I love to write in prose. This blog will be a record of my journey... destination unknown. Read more... https://aligaeta.wordpress.com/
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