Bad nude beach experience

Don't get me wrong. I LOVE nude beaches. Because I travel so much I've been to plenty of them. I'll have a client meeting in the morning and wait to fly home until the evening so I can spend time in the all together. It's great that you get such a cross section of humanity - young, old, fat, skinny, athletic, couples, singles, groups, asians, whites, blacks, hispanics. The only thing you can't tell is if someone is rich or poor. Nudity is the great equalizer. It's really great when folks don't use prestige as a barrier.The only time I've not enjoyed a nude beach trip was several years ago when I had a weeklong meeting in St. Thomas, VI. I had one afternoon to myself. I found Magen's Bay and walked along the big rocks to the nude section. It was a beautiful afternoon and I had the beach to myself. At least that's what I thought.After laying out for about 30 minutes I decided to wade into the bay. I was enjoying the warm calm water about waist deep when I looked up and saw a man standing over my beach towel masturbating. I have no problem if someone wants to jerk off on a deserted beach, but seriously don't cum on someone else's towel. I called out, "Come on dude, don't do that on my stuff." Luckily he stopped and wandered into the trees behind the beach.I promptly packed up my stuff and walked back to the textile section of beach. When I got there a woman who saw me go and return from the nude section asked if I had seen the weird guy? I told her the story and she said he had creeped her out too.This one bad experience hasn't kept me from nude beaches and I hope it doesn't scare you away if you are thinking about going for the first time.