“Probably not.” She considered. “This was a moment in its own right. Doesn’t mean there won’t be another moment though. Or lots ...f them.” As she leaned forward and took me into her hand again I wondered how far away it would be. When I felt her dig between my thighs and start to fondle my balls again I realized she didn’t want to wait as long as last time. She kissed me urgently and then slipped over to sit next to me. As we sat there in the woods, on the exact spot I lost. ‘And what do you do, Ms. Warren?’ ‘It’s Miss Warren, young lady! Not Ms. And certainly not Mrs.,’ she said. ‘What do I do?’ She swept her arms around. ‘Why, I do everything around here, of course! I run this place!’ Robyn could feel her muscles tense. She began walking through the office. Lucy Warren trailed on her heels. ‘Then who does the sweeping, Miss Warren? You?’ ‘Of course not,’ Lucy Warren said. ‘I’m authorized to bring in a cleaning woman whenever I need to.’ ‘Ask her to be here in the. ..you got your look, now let's go." He paid no attention to me as he touched her breasts and nipples, and as much as I wanted to bolt out of the room, I was riveted to the floor watching him as he ran his hands down her belly and across her thighs. The sight of her body had made me hard, but fortunately, my erection was crawling straight up instead of tenting my jeans. "Wow...she's really a hot woman", Pat said. I was in the process of again telling him we needed to go, when he said, "I want to. By the time we moved from that town, I was a confirmed nudist and exhibitionist, and we'd even swapped partners with a few of the other visitors at the beach. In a less than a month, the number of women I'd fucked grew from three to six. I used to think that was a lot, but now I fuck at least that many women in a single weekend here at New Arcadia. Of course, a lot of them are repeats, but if I had to guess, I guess that I've made love to well over a hundred women at this point. And I wouldn't.