Emma found Mitch standing there naked and said, "Oh I'm sorry honey, I just wanted to bring you a towel." Mitch made no effort to cover himself as he ...hanked her and took the towel. Mitch saw his opportunity as Emma lingered at the door and said, "You don't have to be embarrassed Mrs. Ferguson, I'm not ashamed of my body, I don't mind you seeing me naked." Emma couldn't help but stare, she composed herself and said, "Oh no dear...you have a very nice body."Mitch could tell Emma was nervous, he. She had carried her clothes down from our place. The lights were on in the stairwell, so anybody looking would have seen all of us stripped naked as jaybirds. When we finished, Ellen leaned over their easy chair, their curtains were open and the lights were on, and Joe fucked her right there. Anybody around could have watched them go at it. She offered me sloppy seconds, but I had to turn her down. I had already fucked her five times that day, plus fucking Misti. I was worn out. We slept on the. While I don't agree with everything everyone believes we each have our own path." That we do. Thanks for not judging."The trips came out of the door then. "So where are we going?" Shana asked."Magnolia, but I have to ask Sally to write down the directions."Sally must have heard her name because she came out then with a pen and paper and wrote the directions out, handing them to Jana. We walked out the back and around to the Ford and our road trip began.It was a quick ride and on the outskirts. A brief visit to the Embassy by a delivery van saw Ayda and Alima dressed in extremely smart, black mourning clothes. The Emir was somewhat amused that Alima, in particular, had considerable difficulty with the western clothes which were necessary for this solemn occasion."Well," she said, exasperated by the Emir's amusement as she struggled with unfamiliar garments, "I haven't worn a brassière or knickers for twenty years. I've forgotten how to do it!" Leave them off," was the unhelpful.