And when Marco tired of his Speedos, he often drove himself to the French side of the island where he dragged his penis over to the Papagayo restaurant at Club Orient, St. Martin's world famous nudist resort. Within the exotic confines of the open-air bar and eatery, he could engage in small talk with the crowd of female tourists as his penis hung south of his knees.

"Hello, ladies. I believe in living in the nude as God intended."

Unfortunately for Marco, the recent disastrous slide of the U.S. dollar against most foreign currencies had drastically altered the demographic for the Caribbean island's tourists. Where he always enjoyed the pleasure of phallically shocking groups of nubile young blondes, he now had haggardly looking Jewish women from New York staring at his loins.

"Oy Vey, Shanna. I've never seen anything like it!"

After a period of time, Marco glumly put his Speedos back on and drove himself back to Phillipsburg.