"What are you doing up baby girl"? he asked. Silently praying she wouldn't answer "what are you doing jerking off outside my door"?"I just needed a dr...nk of water" Sara replied. Did her voice sound shakey? Clearly she hadn't woke up on her own to get a drink. But her small lie was nothing compared to what he'd been doing. So he decided not to push it.He turned to face her and saw a young beautiful angel in a night shirt standing before him. "Dammit she's gonna make me hard again and then what. "Really?" Mary asked."I haven't seen anyone totally naked yet," Margaret said. "I heard someone say you have to keep your genitals covered." That gives us girls a lot of lee-way." That's what I think, too. One of these nights, I'm going to see if I can get thrown out." There aren't a lot of African-Americans here, I notice." No, that's why we come here. At the other places, things are awfully clubby, and there's a lot of heavy-duty body modesty going around. We come here to meet people and get. Wed make them happy, wed eliminate all the petty hatreds that had pointlessly divided mankind: sex, race, religion, creed, sexual orientation. We would be their Gods, loving and protecting themruling them gently. Whatever scared my wife, whatever dark secret she learned from the Mother Superior, had driven her to this decision. I knew it was merely an extension of the direction we were already heading, but it was still as shocking as grabbing a downed power line. Right now we were going slow,. My fingers drop from my hair and reach behind, unhooking my pale cream lacey bra. Looking back over my shoulder, I smile shyly into the darkness as the straps slide off my shoulders and it joins my other items of clothing on the floor. Now just dressed in the sheerest, lace panties and nude high-heel pumps I turn to face the windowMy hands skim over my body as I perform my own private lap dance for a man I have never met. I massage my breasts, squeezing them, tweaking at my tight nipples. The.