“That’s weird,” I said.“You have nothing to lose but some false modesty. There’s nothing to be ashamed of about the human body.” She was...mocking me. “Strip.”I guess I deserved this. I removed my shirt. They watched, saying nothing. I removed my shorts. I hesitated but finally pulled off my underpants. I was fully exposed.Meredith walked over and picked up my clothes. She took them to where they were sitting.“Good boy. We like to look too.”We continued to talk. They asked questions. That sounds silly, even to Zach who has begun doing just that. But the name stuck and they have been using it ever since.So there he is, sitting at the table with sleep still resting at the edges of his eyes when Margo asks again, “Do you want some coffee?”He looks up and mumbles his answer yes. Before his eyes can drop back down he has to do a double take. His hands go to his eyes, rubbing the sleep away from them and blinking several times just to make sure that he is seeing things right. Of. 5″ and had a long nice hair. She was cute among her friends. I used to feel proud when ever I would go out along with her, for the way people used to see both of us.One day in my school, my close friend(one who told me about masturbation) gave a video CD and said that just see it and return back tomorrow. That day after I returned to my house, I quickly changed my dress and locked the door inside. I inserted the CD and eagerly waited for the picture on the TV screen. I was thinking that it. From the couple of gasps I heard, I though he must be enjoying the view - so far! Or were those gasps just for my benefit? I was a bit unsure of what to do now, he had seen me topless, was he happy with that, and was that sufficient? Or, now I had my skirt off, did he think, or want me to, go further? I waited a moment to see what I could hear. Nothing. He didn't appear to be moving away. 'OK' I said to myself under my breath, and moved to sit on my bed. He wouldn't actually have been able to.