Mr. Reynolds was truly one horse-hung son of a bitch! “No wonder he started his own nudist camp,” I thought to myself. “He must’ve gotten tire... keeping that thing pent up.” I caught myself staring, and Dad must have caught me, too.“Looks like you have an admirer, Jack. You definitely have a talent for catching people off guard with that thing,” he joked.“Don’t let your Dad made you feel self-conscious Charlie. I’ve had to put up with his shit for years,” countered Mr. Reynolds with a sly grin.. I was directed to stand in front of Jennifer, with my back to her. She pulled a black Lycra hood over my head and down, covering my face except for the eye, nose and mouth holes. She tucked the hood under the high collar of my wool sweater. ? The hood will protect your head David,? she explained as she pulled a very tight latex hood over my head. Again this hood had holes for my eyes, nose and mouth but felt very different. It was clear that this hood sealed from the back and I soon learnt why. I carried her down and let her loose at the bottom of the stairs. She ran around to the grass underneath them and did her thing.I chewed on my cookie while they used the facilities, then broke the last of it in half, giving them each a piece."You two are going to get soooo spoiled today, you know that don't you?"I opened the kitchen door to the house and peeked in. Mom was already working, her hair up with a rag around it and a red and white checked apron covering her front. I went inside,. " Correct. My boyfriend Dick is in college. It's his birthday today. So is mine. The coincidence convinced that Dick is my soul mate, for life."Oh no! Not another birthday! Well, at least Vonna had a boyfriend. If she needed fucking, he could do it."Happy birthday." Thank you. Anyway, I want to email him a picture of me on my birthday, as a gift. Can you do that?"I sighed with relief. "Sure. I'll take a few pictures and you can choose the one you'd like. I'll hook up my camera to your computer.