He had come back with stories thatmade my hair stand on end. One story in particular had stuck in myimagination. One of the team had got very drunk in...a bar and the otherlads had paid for a bargirl for him. Except this was a very special bargirl. After many pints and much prompting my brother revealed that he had beenthe guy they set up. He claimed he vaguely remembered this gorgeous girltaking him into one of the back rooms. He remembered her stripping downto her knickers before she stripped. Heather had given her "The Talk", so she knew what to expect.Her dad also talked to her, but Heather did a better job.Soon after, her breasts started to grow. She now wore a 34B bra, and, according to Heather, she shouldn't grow any larger.What hadn't changed, though, was her height. At age eleven, she towered over her classmates. Now, at age thirteen, she was average. Soon she'd be short. At her last check up, her doctor said that she was not going to grow much more; an inch at most. Like her. There was also a covering letter outlining how things would proceed for the duration of the Lifestyle Awareness week and a complementary Footwear Sales Voucher.The letter stated that their seven day NUDISM stint would go from Monday to Sunday. It also said that their ID bands would activate automatically at some stage on the Sunday before that first Monday. Activation would produce a soft high pitched beep that would sound once every thirty seconds until the band was placed and locked in. I'm afraid we're out of luck." Just thought I'd ask. Well, hang on and I'll work my way over to you."I cursed the librarian for taking my cell phone. I knew there'd be no signal this far underground, but at least I'd have the light from the screen to help me find my way through the debris. You know how, when it suddenly gets dark, after a minute or so, your eyes adjust and you begin to make out dim, shadowy shapes? Well, that didn't happen because there was absolutely no light in the room!.