In eraly schoolage I heard aboutb the paradise on the Danube downway from Vienna in the wilderness : Clubs and "wild nudes", the latter illicit. By 1960 the thechnical and economical progress gave me the possibility to get there and explore for myself - it was gorgeous.
1964 I got acquainted with "her", dating, parks, shopping mall, concerts - - and the summer came : We went to the usual swimming facilities. And in August I couldnt stand wearing this soaking wet stuff any longer and veryveryvery carefully "confessed" to her - and dowwn we went into the wilderness. When she for the first time stripped off her bathingsuit on the sand of the riverbank I politely kept behind her, her knees shivering a little - - and twenty minutes after she just was of enthusiasm with this new experience . And then - afterwards - I remebered that she already veryveryvery carefully had given signals of her interest in this place before : O coul we have understood each othet a litte better before - we would have had great June and Junly weekends already.
Then once the patrol boat of the river police chugged into the sidearm of the Danube - and she was still underage an it was illicit !! - Well, they waved a greeting withn their caps to the nudes oun the bank and turned off again. Well,
and her grandmother should never never never notice she had no white stripe in
the brown tan of her back ! Well, and in fall two of her classmates after "Guess where we went swimming !" together with their finaces planned to join us the next season .
We love to remind this summer, our mutual shyness, our misunderstanding, our way through.
