The younger crowd would be there to see a line of naked young men and women. And that thought brought her back to her main worry, her naked body in al... its floodlit glory on display for all the world, live, naked and standing there for a full 30 seconds, utterly exposed and, to her mind, completely humiliated. Such was her lack of self-esteem about her body.Was it no wonder at the end of Act I before a packed opening night house that Olivia was too distracted to pay attention to the buzz. “Is there a priest here?” he asked.“A Priest?”“I haven’t been to confession in a long time,” he said.“I’ll get you a priest,” she said. What she’d get him was a young man who needed more sun, and a priest’s collar. She knew just the agent to task.“Thank you.”“I’m here to ask you some questions.”“I know. That’s all anybody comes here for.”“I think I have a different question,” she said.“I know,” he said.“You do?”“You’re different from all the others.”“I am?”“You’re not afraid of me.”“You’re. I knew it was potentially thorny, but it was something that was going to have to be worked out if the three of us were going to be involved as a group.“Did you know that most group situations end disastrously or lead to abuse?” Bethany asked.“I know absolutely nothing about any other relationship like this other than what I’ve experienced,” I admitted.“The first thing you’re going to have to decide is how you want it to work, and then talk it out with the people involved. I guess Jennifer won’t. This showed off her cleavage and I noticed the lace top of her bra. Very sexy, I had always had a thing for older women, even having fancied my ex wife's mother. Mum was not slim, but could definitely be described as voluptuous. I judged her to be around 38 b or c — must check her bra size next time I have access to the washing. (What the hell was I thinking, this was mum for gawd sake... Geeze I need a girlfriend). Her lips were coated in a gloss red, dark brown mascara, subtle blusher, and.