We gotta get over whatever flaw we think we have." OK, but don't skirt around this. What could you possibly think was wrong with your perfect pecker?"...ot wanting to answer, "My head is small compared to the rest of my dick. Don't you dare repeat that to anyone." You're serious!" Straight-faced, "You have a serious problem."Laughing, "Cute, Fred. So are you ready to get naked?" No way!" It's a great way to feel better about your body. Just strip while you're in the water." Well.... I don't. So we all took off our tops and I spent the rest of the weekend, wearing only the tiny patch over my cunt or nothing, at all.As we rode off again down the road next to the beach, I became so relaxed and happy to be essentially nude in public. Not sure whether that was an actually feeling or the euphoric feeling of all the cocaine running through my system. One of my jobs during the evening was to hand out samples of our “party favors”, then get other men to buy some. And if it meant that I had. Lucy yelped and jumped up, with both hands grabbing her burning behind.Mike told her she was still doing really well, much better than the older students, but she must stay bent over. He suggested she might find it easier to bend over the back of the chair by the dressing table in the corner of the room. Lucy nodded and kicked off her flip flops and padded over to the chair. Mike pulled out the chair and asked her to remove her bra before her final six. Lucy quickly slipped off her bra and. One of my first discoveries were gay/lesbian burlesques. That sounds more boring than it is, because I found a small club where (among others) a small lesbian troupe was performing once a month, and they didn’t disappoint. When I saw them the first time, I was curious about the large female proportion of the audience, and about seeing many of them dressed and made up even more colourful and exotic than the actresses. Aside from that, some also had no problem attending topless. All of that felt.