Soft curls of brown spun silk. She was wearing a different outfit from last night. This time it was sheer black with a long flowing sheer robe that hi... absolutely nothing. The fabric hugged her curves like a NASCAR racer on the oval track. I just stood there with my mouth agape and starred in disbelief at how lovely she was. I never saw anyone look that good after "just waking up"."Come on in, Mike", she purred as I walked along beside her. My heart was about to pound right through my chest as. At first, no one knew what to say. While the lad was pausing to catch his breath, his brain finally kicked in and chided his macho pride for being so arrogantly stupid. He knew he was in this mess well over his head and that he had no way of getting out. His only hope was that Dave would forbid him from carrying out his ill chosen words. Unfortunately Grandma Medlar (the meddler) spoke up just as Dave opened his mouth, so he kept silent, not wanting to contradict her and hoping she had come. Care for some company?''Well, I'm not staying long, but sure.' I replied.He smiled and nodded before he ordered a whiskey of his own. 'So, Stranger, what's your name.' I asked just before imbibing the remaining dribble of double malt from my scotch glass.'Jorg Browne. From down south; if the drawl didn't give it away. In town on business; only the business is on Monday and I'm here already,' he said with a grin and a wink. 'So I'm just going to have to enjoy myself for the weekend. Got. I won’t mind but don’t expect me to take anything off. I’m still not quite sure about all this nudie stuff. Even if our new friend here is all naked I’m still not ready for that for myself.”Without the need to be told a second time Jamie pulled her green t-shirt off over her head. She then tucked it in around the rear waistband of her shorts so that it flapped along like a tail. Jamie Williams was now topless and she puffed her chest out to the full and thrust her little puffy areolae forward.