Sheasks me if I would like a drink. "Ya sure bitch, how about a beer" Ireply. She ducks into the kitchen and brings a glass of beer to me. I'mthinking...that I have a gold mine here and would have a lot to tell myamigos tomorrow."Excuse me" she says, "I am going to change if you don't mind." Not at all bitch", I reply "Make me happy" I sip the beer while she isgone and just can't wait to get into that prime piece of meat.The bedroom door opens and I look up. This beautiful piece of meat isdressed. " I know," added Beth, "even for us, living clothes-free has been a godsend for us, as well. It's hard to remember what our old life was like." The parents have even adjusted to a nudist lifestyle," pointed out Joy. "I see them every week-end at the pool. Haven't you noticed, Lisa?" Unfortunately, I've been spending all my free time at home working on my Master's thesis. Even Harold has started to complain." It's true we haven't seen you that often lately..." commented Beth. "Why is this. All her stuff was still in the hotel room. She hadn’t thought that they were going to leave the hotel earlier, so her clothes and her purse were all there. I swung past the hotel she was staying at, and we found that dick head had checked out, surprise, surprise!I got the front desk to check the room out; it hadn’t been cleaned yet. We found her bag and clothes trashed. God knows what he’d taken to them but nothing was salvageable. Her phone was smashed and scattered around the room. Her purse. He also had to taste her right beforemeals, so that his appetite would be spoiled. She delighted in ruining any chancehe had to relax or enjoy himself. His two main pursuits were keeping her pussysated and desperately trying to earn himself the occasional orgasm. As hehand-laundered her panties, getting extra wired up just from touching them, hecouldn't stop feeling sorry for himself. At the same time, she had done such a goodjob of convincing him that everything was his fault, that he had.