None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or...events is purely coincidental. Operators of erotic story web sites and other collections, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post and/or distribute my stories, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy" as the author. You may not make changes other than fixing typos. Even beware of fixing typos, for I occasionally use local. As we wait, Brenda and I continue to converse, and laugh and a few minutes later the waitress brings us our drinks. ‘Alright, are we ready to order?’ She asks. ‘Yeah, I’ll have the chicken breast sandwich and an order of fries, and uh, some onion rings, I guess.’ Brenda says. ‘Alright, and you?’ The waitress asks. ‘I’ll have the same, but with out the onion rings, please.’ I tell her. Brenda and I spend about an hour in the restaurant, being the last two customers in there and when we finished. . and ... besides ... most people here see us as brother and sister even if we both know we are not ... technically speaking! Won’t that seem weird to them?”“Awwwww, who cares” continued Susan. “They’ll just probably think it is another one of those things Lifestyle Nudists are allowed to do. And besides, what’s so different about fucking each other at the back of the bus and you masturbating in front of everyone each morning. No one minds about that. They all think it is a great laugh. Most. .hum...right...you're forgiven this time..." He said."Come on...let's go home...it's getting dark.."I said,"Duh.." He said walking with me to the car...He was living with me for a while because his parents were taking care of private matters, and didn't want to expose him to some stuff...so since I moved out to my own place, he's with me....it've been a long time ever since we tried doing something, of course...we would kiss eashother eventually...but nothing major since we both didn't have.