All he had to do was examine it, and he could learn to work it or, if it didn’t work anymore, he could puzzle out what it would take to make it work...again. With half the adult male population off fighting a war, when Joe landed in the heartland of the American Midwest farming region, he was a very welcome man indeed. Men were needed for helping with the work.And, as it turned out, his personality, which was quiet, sweet, and honest, made him welcome for other reasons. In addition to. "Oh? Tell you what. Come back to my place and I'll help you get your 'bearings.'"I could have feigned ignorance and left, but I didn't. Had a man used that line, I'd have picked up my purse and walked out. But this was a woman, and a beautiful woman. Where I was perky blonde American Beauty cheerleader, she was exotic Like Water for Chocolate sensual. Ebony hair, tanned skin, chocolate brown eyes, and a voice that reached between my thighs and did very pleasurable things to my insides.So, I. ‘I’m Charlotte. It’s my first day here.’ ‘Charlotte,’ sniffed the receptionist looking at a list which she held up in front of her pert breasts whose nipples stood out. ‘The new girl. Another naturist, I suppose?’ Charlotte nodded. Although the receptionist was unclothed she didn’t appear very sympathetic to naturism. ‘You’ll be wanting to know where to leave your clothes then,’ the receptionist continued. She stood up and Charlotte could see that she in fact was not totally naked but wore. "I don't know how we did it, given there were three of us on a bed designed for one, but we managed to doze off.Someone once said that spooning in bed for the woman means warmth, comfort and protection. For the man it means a mouthful of hair, a dead arm and an awkward boner.I can attest to that.As we had slept, Louise had turned and was hugging Josh from behind. I, in turn, was behind her.I extricated myself from the tangle, went into the bathroom and had a shower.Josh and Louise were awake.