"NOW." Mai said, "You can't see our panties any more. You have to look at our pussies." We all had a good laugh at this. "Now you got to be fair, and ...ull off YOUR pants, too." Dave answered for all of us, telling her that they would have to take their dresses, FIRST! We all stood up. The girls dropping their shifts, and us dropping our shorts. We all sat back down as naked as the day we were born. We sat there drinking a bit more, and Linda kept looking over at Shakey. She and Mai were talking. Then she said pick up the bed from the attic and spread it out on the terrace, I ran and did it. And she sat there. The chillness of the night was fantastic, but my plight was pathetic. She made me sit down and asked my what did I see and when did I start all this. I said I started it three days back and saw some of them bathing everyday. She asked if I saw her bathing. I said no. She asked me why. I said I did not have the courage. Then she said ok now remove you clothes. I hesitated, she. Where too now were the villages? There was now no one foolish enough to settle on these inhospitable shores where there was so little food, so little shelter and where the oases and streams of fresh water were further and further apart. Had the two women not learnt the practise of not eating all they could find when they could and of carrying vessels and animal hides in which to store the fruit, meat and water of an earlier day's scavenging, they would have starved to death. A bonanza of dates. A few car and trucks s**ttered in the parking lot, a lot of stainless steel, a coffee counter with a pie case and booths with juke box controls at each table. I was a little early so I figured I would enter the diner and get a booth. Taking a booth toward the back I ordered a cup of coffee and began to ponder my decision to have this meeting. No sooner had I began this self-examination when Rob entered. There was no mistaking him for another since we had conversations on webcam and physical.