"How is your urmm, relationship stuff going, did you too sort it out" He asked me."Ahh, no .. No we didn't" I told him as I looked down at the table."...h, I'm sorry to hear that, are you feeling better now though" He asked concernely."A little" I told him, trying to mask my pain. We continued talking more and more and I got to know him better, starting with his name, Maxx, this time talking to him I actually had time to admire his good looks, his short, straight, brown hair, pushed forward, his. I went into the small room on my right as quietly as Icould. And blessed my luck! It was a dressing room of some kind,mercifully deserted right now... and there were clothes here!What I did then may sound strange, so let me explain: I picked up a bigcurly red wig that was lying on the vanity, put it on my head, sat downand started applying makeup. See, I knew this had to be the room wherethe "dancers" changed clothes, and someone might come in any minute. Sowhile I wanted to get some clothes. “Hello, I am Senator Rebecca Arnold. Thankyou very much for allowing me to address your street BBQ to celebrate Lifestyle Nudism. As you all probably know I am a graduate from Blanke Schande College. That College was once at the forefront in pioneering the practice of Public Nudity. Many other fine institutions have now taken up that same challenge and are equaling, if not surpassing, the work BSC did all those years ago. During my years at Blanke Schande College I became an Absolute. Back then. This is the first time, she is gonna get massaged by a male and was excited about it. We talked for another 15 minutes and then proceeded to her bedroom.I asked her if she wanted a hard massage or a soft one and whether with oil or with lotion. She doesn’t seem to have much knowledge on those. Then I asked her to remove her dresses and lie with ass facing up. Meanwhile, I too removed my t-shirt and denim and changed to shorts for convenience. I took a handful of oil and poured it on her back. I.