“A soda would be good. Maybe a root beer,” I replied.Looking around, I knew that Reggie had brought me here for sex. These men were looking at me ...ith that kind of hunger. But they were quiet like they didn’t know what to say or do. I felt that some conversation might make us more comfortable. “Jason, what do you do?” I asked.“I work part-time in the library and go to city college,” he replied. “I hope to transfer to Cal at the end of next year. But I'm not sure that I will have the grades.. "'Naturist'?" he asked, mystified. He'd never heard the word before."Yes, we prefer it to 'nudist', as that word has such negative sexual connotations with Textiles." 'Textiles'?" He had heard this word before but never used in quite this way."Yes, those who are still hung up with their clothes."His eyes scanned her form unbidden. She was wearing a charcoal-grey business suit and a cream-coloured blouse, and unless he missed his guess a bra as well. Rather a lot for a (he looked on the card. For the next few minutes, I massaged her clit with the palm of my hand while plunging first one then two fingers rapidly and deeply inside her. She moaned and I felt her hand trace up my leg to my cock, pausing in obvious surprise for a moment - I'm by no means porn star material, but I do have a good solid eight inches - before beginning to eagerly stroke her hand up and down my length."I'm so hot for you, Amy.", I whispered, "Are you ready for me?" Mmmmhmmm.", she moaned again."Don't worry,. "I just know it will fit." I winked at Cathy. I bought it, along with several pairs of stockings and two pairs of heels. Then we decided to get something to eat. We found a small coffee shop and went in and ordered."Did you have fun?" Cathy asked as 'mom' went up and got a cake from the counter."Well, 'fun' isn't what I'd call it," I answered warily, "but I'm learning about clothes, and that's something I do need to know." I gave her a smile of thanks. "Just to show you my appreciation, do.