Why couldn’t I move? Naked now, Dale smiles and approached me. He puts his arms around me and pulls his face to mine and we kiss passionately. Why d... I comply so easily? Why am I such a slut? But I don’t feel that then, I feel it now, sharing it with you. His hands move down my nude back and squeeze my buttocks, kneading them. I don’t know if I was wet the whole time since he led me to his room, but I was acutely aware of my wetness now. Without speaking, he removes one hand and keeping the. "That we'd better sleep on it and make up our mindstomorrow. Were both tired, and you've had a lot to drin-- uh, to thinkabout, so I believe our minds will work better in the morning."Kaye mulled this over a bit, but, to my surprise, she did not object."Sounds okay," she admitted. "Meanwhile, you and I can have some fun,Girlie!"Kaye 's idea of "fun" turned out to be rather elaborate. First, shepoured the contents of the doggy-bag -- some left over hamburger andsalad -- into an ashtray and set. Now at the reception, it was a scene to watch. All the ladies of the family were dressed in white sarees. Mostly the ladies were wearing sleeveless deep neck blouse. So there was a cleavage show everywhere.People seemed high with the drinks, and the whole wedding seemed like a big whore house. Ashima’s mother had worn the same saree with a red border, but hers was a transparent one. Her blouse was nothing but a halter neck bikini top. I was watching her very closely and saw her going to the. We rode quietly listening to the radio. I could not help notice how young and pretty she looked. I guessed her age to be 15, maybe 16 years old. As we neared the beach, she asked me if I was going to the nude area."Yes, I am" I replied."I've never been to the nude area" she said."It's really nice, very quiet and peaceful. I find it relaxing there" I told her."What do you mean" she asked."Well, most of the people that go to nude beaches are nice quiet people that tend to keep to them selves. No.