He pushes it open slightly and peers inside. “Is anyone home? Kacy?” There is no answer. So he knocks again and calls out once more. “Jenny? Kac...? Anyone home?”When no answer still comes, her pushes the door fully open and steps inside. The first thing he notices is the carpet. Except it’s not carpet but some kind of lush turf beneath his feet. It is something he has never seen before. And as for the air, it is thick with a heavy, rich scent, like the most carnal sex mixed with something else.. “Hello, I am Senator Rebecca Arnold. Thankyou very much for allowing me to address your street BBQ to celebrate Lifestyle Nudism. As you all probably know I am a graduate from Blanke Schande College. That College was once at the forefront in pioneering the practice of Public Nudity. Many other fine institutions have now taken up that same challenge and are equaling, if not surpassing, the work BSC did all those years ago. During my years at Blanke Schande College I became an Absolute. Back then. "Yes." He gently touches my hard on cock. I look down to see my cock sticking up in my silk boxers. Oh no! I didn't know it was that bad! "How about you come to my room, let's let Jordan sleep, shall we," Coach Riley asks. I look up. In the dim moonlight, I can make out his gentle warm smile. "Ok," I nod. He leads me down the hall and the last door on the right. He slides his card through and we walked in. He flashed the light on. I looked up at him, to see him in a silky red bathrobe. My. The water was hot and relaxing as it cascaded over my body and bouncing water droplets off my cock. I thought I had heard a noise and thought nothing about it. As I was washing my hair, there was a loud "thud". It caught me of guard and I yelled "hello", there was no answer. Was I hearing things because I was nervous at a new place.I had just stepped out of the shower,opened the door and there was some rather young guys in my place. I had caught them off guard and to there surprise I was.