I asked if I could stay at the hotel instead of going with her. Of course she said. I forget you don't know everyone that well. Going back to my room,...I stripped down. I was starting to enjoy being naked. The only time I had clothes on was when I was with mother. On the third day, mother didn't even ask if I wanted to go. After watching the same movie again, I called the front desk and asked if they had anything to do. The lady said they had a gym. Cool. Going down to the first floor I found. “My husband is an ‘Andy’,” she disclosed as she took a sip from her glass of iced tea. “He’s an asshole. I hope you’re not an asshole.”I reassured her I was not an asshole and that not all Andys are the same. I could see her measuring me up, from head to toe and back again.“I can see that,” she declared, one hand on her hip and the other holding her glass of iced tea.“You’re a pretty good-looking woman,” I said, proffering a wink.“Thanks,” she replied, “I only wish my husband would take. This accompanied us home for our short but intense drive.We got home and i could hear her sigh of reluctance, combined with some fierce final sicks on him, then she sat up, her hair mussed up and her lipstick a but smeared. I love that look. Her top was completely down and her tits hung out incredibly sexy-like. They are big and gorgeous. Like i said, she was made to fuck. I let her gather herself and we made our way inside. His smile was non stop and i was not going to stop anything. As we got. Somehow that seems to have galvanised those opposed to Social Nudism into this action group. They must have all been OK with Lifestyle Nudism academically ... when ... when ... when it was just an idea for discussion in a church Board Meeting but ... but ... but when it suddenly became a reality in the church ... well that just seemed to change everything!”Carrie Pearson listened quietly to all this before adding, “You would have thought that if Reverend Unsworth was OK with Nudists in church.