No big deal, really. I never thought much about it.We lived in California and there were a great many places you could go that were nudist or clothing...optional. I just never thought much about it. I mean growing up, it was comfortable and I even had some of my Mother's friends admire my 'little dickie, ' as they called it.It was when I went from ten to eleven, then on to twelve years old, that my 'little dickie' began to give me away. When I was around an attractive woman or a girl near my age. Her boss had warned that if she wasn’t on time this morning, he was gonna fire her. Jumping out of bed, she ran for the bathroom. Yanking her oversized T-shirt over her head, she started the shower and gasped when the cold water hit her skin. Scrubbing quickly, she ran out again, and just when the water was getting warm. Toweling off while she stared into her closet, she noticed a window washer gaping in at her. Blushing hotly, she marched over to her window and yanked it open, clutching the. Quick cleanup then off to the next gig.We each cleared around $450; not too shabby. With the first fuck-fest, we'd managed to bleed off a lot of the turbulent energy we'd picked up, so we got into screwing (that's sex as fun-and-games, not just for survival) for the next couple times.After our last gigs we showered together pleasantly. I got to do her wonderful hair again then massaged down some of her sore or stiff body parts. We'd either calmed down enough or come up enough, but this time we. It didn't worry Katie because she felt her daughter was responsible and had the brains to take care of herself.Perhaps, I thought, but the teenage brain and responsibility are rarely compatible. Oh well, I just enjoyed Nichol making the men drool over this young flirt.At breakfast the next morning, I had a chance to have a conversation with Nichol while her mom was in the fitness room. She told me about her college plans and mentioned that her mom had said some things about how she knew me."So,.