Jack and Kate quickly dried off and we adjourned back to the deck. I poured a round for the group and we spent the next hour drinking coladas and gett...ng to know one another. It was obvious to me how Kate and Jack felt about each other by the way they touched and talked. I hadn’t seen him so happy in years, perhaps since the best years of his marriage. And she was very much in love with him, a fact easily seen by the way she looked at him, listened to him, and played around with him. As for. K had time alone thinking about the space and the sounds of gentle exploration around her. She must tell her own story. I stayed walking around the space encountering sensual naked strangers. We touched. We remained immensely respectful of each other. It was erotically charged, but completely safe and well "held" by the organisers. I found myself, three times, holding a beautiful woman in my arms, naked and gentle moving against me, as she felt the space, felt the touch of others or the sounds. I asked "what are you doing" she said "i drought you a towel" i took the towel and said "thank you. go out now." she was about to leave i did not turn around. she came back and said "by the way you saw me naked. now we are even" she took the revenge.It was about 7 pm when i came to watch the tv. she gave me some cloths. it was ok. we ate dinner and came to watch tv again. we talked too much things and we got bonded. now we are like friends. when i came to watch tv i putted my head on her lap. Becky, who could humiliate a Mr. Olympia lineup and the Olympic power lifting team with one massive arm. Becky, whose superhuman physique was straining against the blue spandex of her Halloween costume. Finally the spandex gave, and Becky’s bicep burst through the sleeve, bulging like a mountain of freckled skin in the afternoon light that filtered into the garage. “Oops,” she said, but she smiled, as if she had wanted to explode out of the costume all along.And then Dr. Rachel Finklestein.