” “Don’t be. We’re just going for a bite to eat and a couple of drinks. Don’t build it up in your head.” ‘Yeah, easier said than done,�... she thought to herself as they entered the car park of a large restaurant. She looked at the name. Carpaccio’s was written in large green neon on the sign outside. Lydia smiled as she remembered the last time she had come here with Gerry, fifteen years ago. It had been their first anniversary and she certainly had fond memories of that evening. They both. He tried listening to music, read the magazines the plane provided, and ate the sandwich with a few peaches in a side dish. He tried taking a nap but his mind was wide awake. Her face was branded into his mind and he couldn’t get it out. She had told him he was a wonderful lover but did she mean it or was Nicole stroking his ego? If she was, she had done a good job of it. She made him feel like a real man. Where other women looked at him as he walked through the concourse most were repelled by. But she rang the bell. It only took a few moments until the door was opened by Leigh. Cherie stepped inside and Leigh wrapped her arms around her. Since Cherie was still holding her beach bag and the food, she really couldn’t hug Leigh back. Leigh took the food bag from Cherie and headed for the kitchen. Cherie followed and set her bag down near the table. With her hands empty she told Leigh she needed a real hug. Leigh came over, they hugged and kissed lightly, then more passionately. The kiss. The other matter the letter addressed was their clothing. On the same day that their ID bands would activate an official from The Council of Lifestyle Nudism would arrive and gather up every piece of personal clothing the two possessed. This could happen anytime before or after the ID band activated on the Sunday. In Susan and Jack’s case all their clothing would be held in safe storage until the Monday after the seventh day of the Lifestyle Awareness Week. After this it would all be returned.