Dripping wet and not wanting to wait around in the shade to dry, I put on my shoes and walked back through the woods, naked with my clothed bundled un...er my arm. It was not until I was almost in sight of my house that I finally got dressed.The same routine followed that evening, dinner, chat, TV, bed. And the next morning, again I surprised my mom by heading out with a packed lunch.Of course there was only one place I was heading. When I got there I sat for a while, relaxing. I felt even. "You have no idea how much the two of you changed my life when you played match-makers between Hoshi and I. I don't think I can ever thank you enough for that." No gratitude is required." She dismissed the sentiment. "It changed our lives in a positive way, too. I do not think Trip would have recovered as much as he has so far without Hoshi's and your friendship. He might appear gregarious, but he has few really close friends." Has he ever said anything about what he thinks of our idea of. Jenny was still nervous about being naked in a group. It was getting late so I sent another text to Martha, 'overnight?' she responded quickly with 'OK, chores at 6'. I told Jenny she could stay the night, but had to be home for chores by six. She thought that was a great idea. A little later we headed back upstairs.Becky pulled me aside at the top of the stairs.“Go easy on her,” she said, quietly, “You set the pace and hold her to it.”I nodded, and led Jenny to my room. Becky took Peter. . ." I couldn’t help spying on Crystal as she worked the other tables in her section. One of the most graceful waiters on the floor, she pivoted and deftly changed directions on her high heels, gliding like a skater even while carrying six plates of food to her biggest party. Her lean calf muscles bulged in black stockings while her hips gyrated smoothly. “Strong girl,” I murmured. While talking to two amorous women in the corner, her laughter pealed away quite easily, her tongue wiggled out.