Honeymoon: Not-Nude Beach

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After a bit more research and a lengthy conversation with the front-desk clerk at their hotel, Bob and Dot have located another beach--not a nude beach this time, but at least it caters to humanoids rather than gastropods. Better still, there's no chance of getting sunburned, because this particular beach has never seen daylight and probably never will. It's an underground lagoon lit by bioluminescent mushrooms in every color of the rainbow, clinging to the walls and pillars of the cavern. ("Don't even think about trying to eat 'em," the desk clerk warned, which just made Bob wonder why anyone would want to.)

Whatever. The lighting is lovely, the water is pleasantly cool, and they've got the entire cave to themselves. For now, anyway.

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"Dot, if you're worried about someone stealing me away, don't. Why would I want anyone else when I've got you?"

It might sound cheesy, but it's true.

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"Mhmm...you say the sweetest things..."

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Bob doesn't have anything to say to that. Talking would mean he's not kissing his wife.

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From the far end of the lagoon...

"Ew, gross! How can he get close to that lardass?"
"Eh, forget him. Let's go cruise the north shore, I hear there's a spot where the satyrs like to go skinny-dipping..."