Restrained.But I could see it in her eyes, and, I'm pretty sure, so could anyone else who looked her way.Back in the room, I was waiting in bed for he... to emerge from the bath. I wore boxer shorts. Usually, I wore Jockeys, but, hey, this was my honeymoon. I was trying to show a little class, for a change.Alice came out. She stood in the bathroom doorway, the light behind her, giving me a real good look.I had expected something provocative -- diaphanous, back-lighted. All lacy and flimsy.. Those campers who were there for the season were the most conscious of the more relaxed atmosphere. None of the campers were in the least uncomfortable with sharing a shower with someone from the opposite sex and, if it happened that a guy was facing a urinal when a girl entered the sanitary, if anything, he was likely to be pushed further forward.Pretty well everyone respected Jennifer's clothing policy; every one wore shorts and quite a few girls still wore tops, although some, including some. That meant that Representative X spent time going to Doctor Y’s office to find it closed. Or he went to the offices of Practice Z to find that half the doctors were out, and the other half had patients lined up who had already waited for hours. That didn’t give Representative X much time to visit the doctors whom a vacationing representative would normally see.When Bill finally got out of the office and headed home, the streets were baking. The EL platform was blasted by a furnace-temperature. Then she went to sleep.She woke up the next morning and went through the ritual that the girls had mapped out for her. Get up, take out her gags, go eat breakfast, go back to her room, pee in a bowl, drink it, take a cold shower and get dressed.But today there was a phone call just before she was ready to leave. It was Christina and she said, “Tracy, pet, instead of wearing clothes to school today, we want you naked. You may wear clothes to get out of the house, but as soon as you are a block.