Sexual relations with me, I could get pregnant. If I get pregnant it will definitely be a problem for me and for you by the way. My father will demand...to know who the uh ... father is. Even if I keep my mouth shut and I refuse to tell him that doesn’t mean he won’t find out anyway. Bess, for instance, could tell him. She is quite a gossip, you know.”“I am?” Bess asked.“You are,” George responded.“Well, even if I am I certainly don’t want my parents to see those awful photographs. I know when to. I looked over to where Isaac and Liz had been, only to find the space empty. Searching the crowd, I found them locked in each other's arms, Isaac pulling on Liz's leash as they undulated on the dance floor. At least that particular issue had been settled. I moved my gaze away from them and then... there he was. Wayne appeared as if by magic out of the writhing bodies, a tall, powerful form moving with amazing grace. I was transfixed by his approaching form, black silk shirt flowing, leather. This one went on longer than the last, but I still wouldn’t relent- it was as much about my release as hers, now. After another few minutes I felt a third, even more intense, and then a fourth- both increasing in duration. Finally, she had a fifth one that just kept going on, and on, but I knew I was nearly spent. Then something amazing happened- I felt another one building before the last had finished. I found the stamina to increase my speed and force, bringing her quickly to a head, and. "Mike, can I ask you something?" I said as I sat down at the table."Yea, sure, go ahead", he answered."How many nudists do you know?" I asked."Err ... none I guess", he answered."I thought so! Well being a nudist isn't the same thing as being an exhibitionist. I like going nude because I feel comfortable being nude. If I don't feel comfortable, I won't go nude", I explained to him."Sorry Bob, I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable", he said."Don't worry Mike. I know it's new to you, so how.