To be paid to take our clothes off for the pleasure of others! It was a bit of a shocking moment—a sudden coming back to the reality of the situatio.... Tomorrow we would be naked to the gaze of maybe fifty to one hundred men! It was rather a subduing and nerve-racking thought!As agreed, we turned up the next day without even considering what we would wear to perform in. We both stupidly wore jeans and T-shirts with jumpers under our coats. Brian’s wife, who we found out was the female. Leading her into the hallway, I placed the clothing onto a side table before proceeding to the kitchen. The woman followed me neither of us speaking to the other. Seeing the steaming tub in the rooms center she smiled and bent to unbutton her shoes and release the ties on her pantaloons. In moments she was clothed only in her stays. Her firm high ass and slightly rounded lower belly fully in view. The hair on her legs, under her arms and surrounding her nethers trimmed so closely as to be. Still lost in her mind’s discussion, she slipped into sleep, only to wake much later, the house already abuzz with activity.Alex was feeling pretty refreshed from the day prior, and as he clunked about in the shed out back of their house, he was also pretty excited about everything. When he had awoken that morning, Izzy was already gone from his bed. He knew she had left earlier in the morning, he had remembered her whispering something in his ear, and was fairly sure she had even kissed or. We work it out, not air it out.” After an uneasy silence, the older man continued. “Besides, ain’t no sin gettin’ a bj.”“No sin? Father Fontane, you’re a priest. How can you say that?”“Easy my boy. Because it ain’t sex.”“Huh?”“Write it down Dott: If it ain’t sex, it ain’t sin. And it ain’t sex.”“Since when?”“Well my dear boy since the esteemed William Jefferson Clinton said so. If the president of the United States says bj’s ain’t sex, then they ain’t sex and if they ain’t sex then they.