We seemed to hit it off well enough via e-mail and a few “messenger” chats and though they were not naturists were happy to try that as well so th... arrangement was made that they should join us and see how it went.We got down on the Friday night as arranged and they arrived on the Saturday morning, se we were well set up and my wife being the only black woman on the small site we were easily identified and soon they were sitting, nude on towels in our van and chatting away. I could see that. The important thing though was winning 9-nil with Bernadette scoring a goal.After the game, I was forced to have to use the change rooms with theother girls (no ladies toilet allowed this time) and although obviouslyshying away from taking a shower(!) I still had to strip down to myunderwear to change back into what I'd worn to the match.Girls changing rooms antics (at least in winning teams) were no differentto the boys I found out, having my cotton pantied arse playfully whippedwith a towel. Janice was vivacious, in her mid fifties. She made me most welcome as she showed me to my bedroom along the hallway from the front door. I was happy with the comfortable double bed and room on offer. Janice showed me over the rest of her home, which I was to share for the remainder of the week. In the private backyard off the patio was a small fibreglass salt-water pool, with a s**ttering of sun lounges. I was happy particularly when, after I told her of my early morning starts and. Yeah&hellip, dont want any rumours going round about us! I replied, an air of desperation in my tone. Claire giggled again. She was so sexy. Yeah&hellip, although I wouldnt mind, would be kind of exciting dont you think? she enquired. I really didnt know how to respond to this. I always seem to land myself in these situations, someone says something which is sexually awkward, and I resort to my obligatory Yeah&hellip, and then a short chuckle. Pathetic I know, but 18 year olds do not tend to.