When I got to the pool, I did have the "how do you sit in a lounge chair naked without looking or feeling like you're at the gynecologist" conversation with myself. But I soon squared that away by stretching my legs out along the length of the chair and crossing one over the other. I felt strangely comfortable. That feeling of not just calm but contentedness never left me while I was at the resort.
He has recently discovered that he enjoys just kind of rubbing my head and running his fingers through my very short hair. He says it's soft and very nice. The other night, he actually ejaculated from doing nothing but running his hand around the back of my head. It's made the whole thing weird to realize he's sexualized it that much.