She was waiting for me at the entrance to the restaurantand I was right on time. I had stopped to check that my car was OK beforecoming in the Mall. N...w, in a short sleeved shirt, tie and freshlypressed slacks I can't explain why I was feeling so relaxed; she justdidn't give off any bad vibes and there was no fear in me.She already knew, from seeing my drivers license earlier, that my "male"name was Paul and she had told me hers as we were being led to a table ina quiet corner.After we ordered. " "Hi Helen, I'm Cami," I reply, noting the almost imperceptible grasp of her thin hand against mine, "I'm looking forward to it." "Come along, I'll introduce you to the others," Helen urges, gesturing me toward a group of women and one solitary man gathered around a small table covered with an array of various dainties and a large coffee urn. I like Helen immediately. With her slightly stooped posture and wizened yet delicate facial features she reminds me so much of my grandmother. The big. “So, do you think you are all ready this time around?” she asked quietly.Keith just looked at his mum and nodded. She then kissed the top of his head and asked, “And have you got that emergency kit stowed away that your dad and Walter Black made up?”Again Keith just nodded so his mum continued, “And have you both got your cell phones all charged up in case of emergencies? You never know ... you might end up stranded at some other nudist camp further along the river somewhere. Who knows!”Keith. I felt great, and from the _expression on mom’s face, I’m sure she did as well. As we sat in the spa, feeling the delicious touch of the water jets, Cathy said. “Girls, next week I’m having a party with some of my closest friends in the modeling business. Not close like the three of us, but close in sharing pleasure with one another. Shari, I want you to invite that lady, I call her church lady because she looks so rigid, but Lez tells me her name is Cathy, and that you attend bible classes.