It was a sunny, hot, September the 6th here - at a peak of about 24 Celsius early in the afternoon. It was too hot to walk Katalin at around noon or so - so I was sitting in my study room/'office' just chatting with a friend casually and she said "Why don't we go to the beach? there won't be many more days like this - I'll pick u up in abit" I shrugged and figured why not and packed a towel, beach blanket, swimsuit, book, and water bottle. Friend arrived and we headed off - she was on about how stressful things were at work and that half the people she had to work with/around on a daily basis were incompetent ninnies while we were driving. I spoke to her abit about things and feelings lately and the other night at Emiley's. This friend of mine I've mentioned in a previous thread; Angela, she owns a Viszla. I've known her longer than Emii but we've been alot more casual/easy going of friends over the years - perhaps also why we're still on such good terms now. She is no nonsense, logical, future oriented, direct, and sleek; In sharp contrast to Emiley who's magical, chameleonic, mystical, other-worldly, non-conformist, and nearly like a conceptual pseudo-human prototype. The two didn't know each other well - but what they did know of each other they didn't care for very much. They tolerated and didn't speak ill of one another (at least to me) for my sake. We drove down a different trail that I hadn't been thru in a very long time within the lands of the University of British Columbia. I said I was expecting for her to take us to a more popular beach closer by to my neighborhood, Kitsilano or Jericho; She said we may as well venture down to a different one for some adventure and a short hike - a clothing optional stretch called Wreck beach - a famous hippy/stoner hang out. I was abit surprised that she of all people would choose a place like that for a day out but I was like, sure, whatever.... We parked then took the very steep and arduous trail 3 down to the beach; I gulped down the contents of my bottle before we even got down! We finally made it and it was...quite beautiful. Breezier than I would have cared for - but great scenery nonetheless. I plunked the beach blanket down and towel over it and was looking for a discreet place to change into my swimsuit - in a blink of an eye while I was setting our place up - Angela was butt naked. This again - surprised me but I didn't say anything about it nor did she. I opted to shuck off to my panties and just leave it at that. We chatted, read, and tanned for a while and it was lovely - the nudity was non sexual, unawkward, comfortable, and even liberating. Until....we were both on our backs, I was half asleep - and I felt Angela's arm go over my shoulders....then she started rubbing my back all over....I was roused from sleep by the feeling but still very groggy; I wasn't sure what it was about but I took it as a friendly/soothing gesture from her as we had been talking about some stressful stuff just beforehand. But her hand traveled towards the inside of my armpit and began to massage/feel up the side of my boob; I pulled back somewhat but still didn't say anything and pretended to be asleep - her hand went onto the small of my back and a finger or two slid under the band of my underwear. I jumped up and said I would go to a food stand nearby to get us drinks and asked her what she wanted. She said bottled water if they had any or else just a diet soda, I donned my tshirt and flip flops and headed off trying to make sense of what had just happened. She said not a word about anything and neither did I. The hike back up and drive back home was uneventful - we agreed on a Saturday jog and brunch with the dogs. She dropped me at my door, left me with a hug and said she would text me later tonight. ......I cannot for the life of me make an iota of sense of what happened today. She has NEVER had any sort of attraction/romantic ideation towards me (at least none that I know of). So how should I be interpreting what happened this afternoon? I don't want to raise the topic with her or badger her with questions; that would probably make me look and sound completely crazy as well as possibly dealing a decent sized dent in our friendship. But I'm just pondering now - like I said previously, what/why was this and how should I be registering this? was it just something random and totally innocent or should I be keeping my guard up around her?