There was one very large and antiquated key which appeared to be for the room in question! She took it down and went back upstairs.She did not realise...it, but Benson and the latest applicant had just walked up the stairs from the cellar, where he had been showing the successful lady around the scene of her future duties. As Amanda went upstairs to the locked room, they both saw her. She was right about Benson's reaction! The poor guy pretty nearly did throw a fit when he caught sight of her. She had been swallowed up by the trees and buildings that made up the Success Nudist Resort.Tom just shrugged and said quietly to himself, “Well, I’ll be darned! Tres interessant!”Tom looked at his watch again and realized it wasn’t far off lunch time so he decided to quietly make his way back to the car and to where ever his parents were - probably by the swimming pool no doubt, he thought. Tom also decided he would check out the facilities this place boasted as he meandered his way back from. She was mumbling and I could tell she was under the influence of something and I didn’t think it was booze because most of those escort girls stayed away from the booze because it interfered with business. I figured she was doing some weed because it was so plentiful that the teenagers around town smoked it more than cigarettes. Strangely, one could get arrested for smoking a cigarette even in the street in our town but weed was considered not a problem because the state legislature had given. Mitch took off his basketball shorts, leaving only his blue, plaid boxers as he crawled up next to me, propping himself up with his elbow. He took my hand in his and gently spread my thighs apart. "Don't be nervous, lovely," he whispered in my ear. Mitch took my chin in his hand, guiding my mouth to meet with his. His lips were soft and moist, comforting and easing my nerves as he guided my hand lower, still intertwined with his. He stopped right before we reached my clit. I held my breath. He.