#12131 - Picking up this oversized fruit in my hand I made my way down to the sea, my large breasts wobbling uncontrollably and I moved quickly so as not to be seen. The walk to the beach was a good hour and the sun was just starting to warm up and beads of sweat was starting to form on my forehead, a little rest to take some water and check the condition of the soles of my feet – apart from being dirty they looked remarkably good considering the hard ground, but this is the only way I seem to get tanned feet is to walk barefooted everywhere, within reason. This year will be strange holidaying alone, something I’ve not done too often, but I was still looking forward to the peace and quite of the island of Patmos.