Kyun ki ushke hatho or ushke lips ke jadu main mano main khoo gayii thodi dee tak mujhe pata hi nahi chala ki wo mere badan se alag ho ker mujhe nanga...dekh raha hai . Jab main hoos main aayi to mujhe pata chala to mujhe bahut sharam aane lagi. Maine ushko pass aane ko kaha to wo nahi aaya. Main pagal to ho chuki thi ushki so main hi nangi uth ker ushko pakdne lagi. Wo room main idher udher bhagne laga.. Per ushne mujhe pagal ker diya tha so main bhi nangi hi ushko pakne lagi.. Jab ushne feer. Please.”Gillian said, “Yes! I’ll talk to him about it.”When she hung up the phone Gillian quickly filled us in on what we had not heard. Moments later Mrs. Rogers knocked on the back door…she was already naked. Gillian let her in. For a woman of seventy she looked good, she sagged a lot, but she still looked good.Mrs. Rogers said, “I enjoyed watching the four of you prance around naked last night. I really miss doing that myself. My husband and I were avid nudists all of our lives, but without. It was like dream lady waiting for me and I was wasting my time with boring books. That day, we sat long time together holding hands. She told me that she belongs to a very reputed family and most of her relatives and family friends own the Business at all the business centers of the town, so it is not possible for her to sit with me at places like this. I was very upset with that, but she had other plans in her mind. She told me that her family is very broadminded and they will not mind if I. Oh my god. This is terrible. Worse than terrible. Now this woman has my number? Come on, man.I didn’t respond. I wasn’t going down that rabbit hole. Over the next few days my phone blew up with messages from Miranda. They started off as simple pleasantries, but they soon become more…involved. She’d send me long drawn out text messages detailing how hard it was not being around me. She said she did a lot of thinking while she was away, and she knows in her heart we belong together. Wonderful.One.