"Is that all you wanted to do?" No," I replied honestly."Let's go home, Doug. We'll never get comfortable in these bucket seats." You wipe your side a...d I'll wipe mine and we'll get out of here," I said.It was a twenty minute drive from the restaurant to our home and she held my hand all the way. We didn't talk, but we were communicating. Some kind of a breakthrough had happened for both of us and I knew our relationship was never going to be the same again. Could I handle it? I wanted to. I. The only way to get in and out of the meeting hall was to go through the lobby of the undertaker’s place of business and it was a sobering exercise for one and all.All of my older relatives seemed mightily displeased at the inconvenience and I can’t say I blamed them much because if I was that old I would be unhappy at coming face to face with mortality in the middle of a festive occasion.The hall was actually leased to the local union of sanitation workers commonly known as “Local 717”. I had. ”“Come on Mrs. Thompson, I have always wanted to see you naked.”I had to pause. This boy had always wanted to see me naked? Then I get an elbow from the old lady I was sitting beside.“Go on, oblige the boy give him a picture.”I glanced at the old lady then at Ryan. Some part of me made me stand up to give Ryan a full front shot of me.“Wow, thanks Mrs. Thompson, you are the best. Wait until the boys see this.”I sat back down completely embarrassed, knowing Ryan was going to show my nude picture. I removed my towel and dove into the pool. Have always enjoyed skinny dipping so the water felt nice. I swam a couple of laps and then went over to the side of the pool to rest. A few minutes later a man came over to talk to me. I don't remember the conversation but all of a sudden I felt his foot against my foot. After about a minute or so I felt his foot began caressing my leg and when I didn't move away he whispered in my ear to join him back in the shower room. He got out of the water and I.