Being around them made me sick!“Where is the bathroom? I am not feeling so well,” I said lightly bouncing and jiggling. They just kept looking at ...e funny. Let us not be naive they already knew what it was. The wife either didn’t care or she thinks her shit don’t stink either way I’m here.“Honey, can you show her where the bathroom is located?” she said not looking at either of us.“You have a beautiful home; I would love to see it,” I told her sarcastically.“Yes, it is one of many that my. Unable to take my eyes off her, all I could do was nod."I just want you to know I'm not upset," she said reaching out and taking hold of my hand."What do you mean?" I asked a little dumbfounded."Well, I've become a nudist," she said with a big grin on her face."A NUDIST! What do you mean?" I asked in a surprised voice."Well, you know that trip I took to Costa Rica with Mary? She was invited there by this new resort that caters to nudists. They want Mary to be their exclusive San Francisco. Since I couldn't do anything, and there had been no call from Osborn, I pulled up the map to the closest Walmart. I had stolen the WIFI signal from the shipyard in order to access the Internet. They evidently didn't expect anyone to do so since it was password protected. I had fully expected to have to go back to the motel for my research.So I found out they sold a coffee warmers for the car at the closest Walmart store. It had one of those 'buy it today and pick it up at the store today'. Clancy's is the only place that makes them properly and I needed a few Blue lagoons in me if I was going to fuck Kerin.We moved to a booth where we could be cozy and I practiced all of Kelly's moves on Kerin. I laughed, smiled, giggled, kept touching him and leaning against him, I talked complete shit, whatever came into my head, and he loved it all. It was ironic that he was probably thinking "You're mine, bitch' and I was thinking the exact same thing. I told him I was a typist, recycling my.