She walked outside with her boyfriend in a skintight black tank and a short jean skirt. Her hair was a little past shoulder length and had blonde high...ights. She had a round face, and a beauty mark right above her lip on the right, same as you find on old time supermodels. She was a total knockout, and my cock took notice quick! The party was, for lack of a better word, lame. The parents and grandparents just sat around, reminiscing old times while I sat, bored out of my mind. I moseyed on out. I suppose I might have fainted right then and there, so I would take any victory I could get, no matter how small. ‘Would you like a dance?’ Her voice was deep, not like the fake syrupy sweet Barbies strutting around the club, it was jazz deep, smoke in a bottle, sex distilled. I nodded, another small victory, and she took my hand. It was at this point that I realized she’d never disrobed on stage, that one of the things that had struck me about her was that she hadn’t actually stripped, it had. As seen on the t.vI thought this would be a intimate and joyful experience. When I arrived in her room she stood at the edge of the bed with her hands behind her back pushing her chest forward exposing her cleavage. She wore a laced light blue lengerie with some longblack stockings. When we started I was familiar with kisses so I tried to impress her with squeezing her ass and stroking her hair at the same time.After a while I could tell she was getting bored so she grabbed my hand and ahoved. I didn't realize how obsessed I was until I got the hang of naturism. I can't explain what happened, but I no longer have this driving need to gawk at women."Bernadine smiles, "Louis, that sounds like something you need to learn!"As shock hits Sean and Rachel, that his mother would defend them, Louis hangs his head in shame. After a long silence, he says, "Sean, I don't think nudity had anything to do with your change."Rachel asks, "Did Christians in the early church use the Roman baths?"Louis.