But who are you? Is this you Eric?Bad boy>you'll get to know me later.Teacher>what do you want? How much will this cost me? Tell me!She screamed throu...h the Internet.Bad boy>I don't want your money! I just want to have what old Mr. Batte has been getting.Teacher>that's out of the question mister! I don't even know you and there is no way I am going to have sex with you.Bad boy>Ok Mrs. Rollins say goodbye to your career, because right now I am going to send an e-mail to the head of the school. ***Being naked around the older nudists wasn't so bad. It wasn't bad at all. They were all so friendly and inviting. Several of them made small talk with us. The hardest part was the initial appearance. Stepping out of the locker room nude was the most unusual thing I had ever done in my life (alongside getting naked in front of my sister). But in a strange exhibitionist way, it was also kind of exciting and liberating. I quickly understood the appeal of nudism and its glory.My sister engaged. These problems were for tomorrow-Jake to deal with, I decided as my eyes fell on Dianne. My cock twitched greedily as I thought about how I wanted to spend the rest of tonight. It was a no-brainer, really. Tossing the Maccas bag in the general direction of the kitchen, I shucked my clothes and flung them away before settling into my armchair before the TV.“Good evening, Jake,” Dianne greeted as I got comfortable.“Hi, Dianne,” I replied cheerfully.“How was your evening?”“Equal parts shit and. .. Connie? Want to go see your aircraft?" That got nods. "On the way, Tower."The flyby was upside down at about fifteen feet, box-corner pull-up at the end, 360 vertical slow roll to a rolling eight, inside loop, outside loop and flared to a dead engine landing. The entire time, Sonia was screaming, laughing, shouting ... she landed with tears in her eyes. The entire base was along side the little plane in seconds. The Reserve pilots were crawling all over it ... poking, prodding, checking out.