We had a very in-depth spirited discussion about the whole scenario and finally I gave up when it was apparent that my new wife was intent on having h...r lovers' baby and making me a cuckold.I got a headache and stormed out of the house to take a walk and cool off. After the short walk I decided to drive over and talk to Cindy's family about this severe crisis in our rather short marriage."Y-You knew about this Mrs. Adams?" Yes Carl, my husband and I knew about Cindy's current activities with. Man, were we in for a surprise!As we got close, we began to hear gunfire spaced out the way one would expect the noise to come from a shooting range. That was our first clue as to what Honey Bee had become. We topped a small rise and gazed upon a sea of tents. The tents were laid out in a symmetrical pattern, so it was easy to get a count. There were 30 tents of the size that the Army used to call "squad tents." In the US Army, each tent that size would have held eight men, so it looked like we. .so what? Isn't that what you really want anyway? You're not a nudist, Danae, you're an exhibitionist. You get turned on by knowing others can watch you in the buff. Now, open up those fucking shades!" The next weekend came and went, but I didn't encounter Ashleigh. I obeyed my rules and was always naked in the apartment, and I kept the front shades open all the time as well. Then one night as I came home from work, I found Ashleigh sitting on my couch as I walked in. We didn't exchange words. "Do I have to let him take pictures of me?" I asked him, my ears burning."You're going to be walking around in the nude all day, anyway, aren't you, Miss Wagner?" he asked me. I nodded. "Everyone will see you doing it. I don't see how it could possibly hurt you to have pictures taken. Will it?" I... guess not," I admitted, swallowing hard."I suggest you cooperate with him and help him." He looked at my nervous face, then smiled. "I would think you'd want to be as nice as you can to.