I figured, based on some experience, that the Japanese do not take as dim a view of nudity as we do. You still have to be careful, but you have more l...eway. I got in my car and headed for the mall. My first problem entailed having to park pretty far from the entrance. I was going to walk in naked, so it would be sad if I never made it to the mall without an encounter. I parked, and stripped fully nude in the car. I would go in with nothing with which to cover myself. I only had a wallet that. A date, a real date. You guys will go out, have dinner, maybe see a show, and then --" But why a date?" Jen interrupted. "Why don't we just — you know — I'll go to his apartment, and we'll -- "Mike got serious. "That's not as good for me. Come on, honey, we're finally doing this. Don't ruin it for me."At first Jen didn't understand. Why does she have to go on a date with Steve to make it exciting for her husband? Why can she just fuck him? Then her mind flashed to all the hotwife and cuckold. “You are always welcome to cuddle with any of us. We love you.”“When I get my tattoo,” Cindy announced to our stunned ears, “it’s going to be right below my belly button. I’ll ask Joan to draw a music character for me.”Things had been a little crazy the past week with getting ready for Easter and having Em and Joan home. We all tried to spend as much time together as possible but one-on-one time had been limited. Monday night, Rachel took me home with her. We studied and had dinner with her. As he watched, the figure lit a cigarette, the flame from the lighter briefly illuminating her face.Tracy.Clifford felt his blood run cold as Tracy reached inside her heavy coat and slowly withdrew a knife. The light from the street lamp bounced off the wickedly-shaped blade. She started to walk towards him, across the silent street, over the front lawn, until she disappeared under the branches of a tree standing in front of the window. Clifford craned his neck but couldn't see where she.