I attended community college and dated like most girls. I learned to drink and smoke pot and go to concerts and parties and the mall like almost ever...one else. But there was a big exception. I went to the nude beach every week, at least once a week for six to eight months out of the year. I never told any of my normal friends or anyone from my family. The beach was like my own special secret world. I even adopted my own special name...LORI! Actually.my name is Roberta and my middle name is. They’re comfortable and safe.”“That’s a good idea. I’ll ask him. In the meantime, can we do something that gets my mind off tonight?”Heather looked at Liya.“Liya girl, would you mind if we all went to the pitch?”“No. Not at all. Let’s do that.”Liya did not hesitate. If I didn’t already know it, that would have made Liya’s love for Gracey obvious.We quickly got re-dressed, grabbed all four of our soccer balls, and told Dad we were going to the pitch. Fortunately, there was no one using it.“I. I think I earned some kind of acting award right then. I just about burst our laughing but I didn't. Did she really expect me to believe she didn't remember who I was? The woman who could cite from memory the earnings and demographics of some obscure singer from twenty years ago and she didn't remember the name of a man she slept with for months? Was this her way of telling me that portion of her life had been deleted or was it just a cruel attempt to jab at me? Either way I thought it was. Monique received additional jewelry. A slender silver chain was wrapped around her waist and draped seductively over her hips. Finally, two silver baubles were attached to her nipples. At first, her nipples burned as the screws were tightened to hold them in place but she quickly adjusted to the pressure. She was left with just a stimulating heat. Alan flicked each of the baubles and they tinkled. She was wearing bells on her breasts. Her wrists were pulled behind her and beautiful.