She smiled and seemed unsure of her environment; he sensed she was either lost or unable to decide what to do. “I was about to have a coffee”, he ...aid. “This market has a reasonable coffee, would you care to join me?” he asked. Her features took on a relieved expression, almost as though it was an answer to at least one question that was circulating in her mind, the next was where to stay. “Thank you Warren”, she said. “I would like that”.The coffee arrived and as the conversation had just. Think again. In a clothing optional environment, most people should opt for clothing. Honestly. There were few people our age, whether male or female, clothed or naked, living, dead, or anywhere in between. The neighbor’s on one side were a middle-aged couple who had consumed about three too many Twinkies. Make that three million too many. They were nice, but we wished they would put on more clothes. Clarissa would actually look better in an Afghanistan burqa. So would her husband, Ernie.. I got my left nipple pierced a few months back and well, lets just say it caused me to become extremely horny. So much so that I can't ever seem get satisfied sexually anymore. Actually and better put, it has changed my life. Changed who I am. You can read all about it in the first chapter if you like.Anyway for better or worse, my sexual rage hasn't really subsided any but I've gotten used to it now and its just part of me. Part of my life. Part of who I am. So, I figured I might as well get. I took off my underwear. I closed my eyes and imagined her in undergarments. I started jerking off but then a thought crossed my mind and I stopped. I decided that I wouldn’t jerk off to the thought of my mausi today.Instead, for a change, I decided to jerk off to one of my classmates. I completed the act in 30 minutes. I spilled the semen on the bed again. And then took my underwear and wore it and slept. The next morning, I woke up and went to the kitchen with my boner. Mausi had a quick look.