Camilla was a bartender by night, a surfer by day. She wasn’t good enough to go pro, but that wasn’t why she surfed. It was the fun and enjoyment of being out on the water and the feeling of riding waves. She is of average height, slim, and her eyes that stopped men in their tracks. She rocked the bartender uniform, a deliberately revealing top and min-skirt with stockings and black pumps. She found most of the people at the bar she tended to be small-minded, but great tippers. When she first started working there, she would enjoy the occasional bathroom stall sex, but after a while, it lost its appeal. Sex on the beach though, that was an experience. Her first time was not with a surfer but a Portuguese photographer who was trying to capture the sunset. Rarely did Camilla surf in a full wetsuit, she preferred a two-piece bikini. She found it more comfortable and easier to get off in a hurry. It was a night she wasn’t working, and she’d be surfing in the sunset, enjoying the peace and quiet. There were no other surfers around, which was rare, but wonderfully silent. When she rode a wave back to shore, she saw this shirtless photographer. And she wasn’t sure if it was her or the sunset or both that he was photographing. But she found she liked the idea of being photographed. He met her when she got to shore, and she let him take a few photos. And she asked him if he’d ever had sex on a surfboard. He had not. So, they did. And as she rode him on that surfboard, he took a few photos of her, and she found it only heightened her excitement, her pleasure at the moment. Camilla found she enjoyed being filmed or photographed during sex. She wanted to repeat the experience and it doesn’t have to be on the beach.