Time to get her upstairs I thought to myself.“Ready for some fun?” I asked her, and she nodded shyly. “Good girl, go upstairs to my room and you...can take off that corset. Then stand at the foot of the bed with your hands behind your head. I’ll follow you shortly.”She was slow to tear herself away from the comfort of my arms but slowly she stood up and padded from the room.I let her have about five minutes before I reluctantly stirred myself into action. I gathered the items that I had brought. Brit and I grabbed plates and piled them high with breakfast. We sat down at one of the tables and started eating. I did not feel funny at all. It felt normal. The longer we sat and ate, the more nude people came out and joined. It was really very nice. I was no longer surprised at what I would see. The people around were just like me and Brit. Naked.After we got through eating, we actually walked around and enjoyed the resort. There was still so much for us to see. We decided to go on the. He ended up between her legs and all thoughts of food were forgotten for a long time.When they finally managed to make it out of bed, him laughing at the razor burn on her stomach, her throwing her brush at him with deadly aim, smacking him right in the bare butt cheeks, they got cleaned up and into the serious business of food."Michelle, you can't really want to put yourself in that kind of dangerous a situation." He was cutting up cheese to put in an omelet. He pointed the knife at her to. He would go no further, and although our conversation took a different turn, I did continue to wonder about his mysterious maid. The following day, the parts arrived, I completed my work and booked a flight for early the next day. That afternoon, I explored the local park, taking photographs of the local scenery and some of the local residents. Seeing some kids dressed in their Sunday finest, I asked them to pose. It was a beautiful photo and their mother explained it was their first.