Then you decide to get naked and fight with them.”“A police chief?”“Yes, you do not seem the type right now, but you are. That is why I design...d these bracelets. We jump started you getting naked in the hopes that when you become police chief, you are already naked and nudism is ... eh, maybe not the norm, but at least an acceptable way of life. I had to help it along with your mother, too. I upped the settings to make her like being naked sooner. You will need all the support you can get.”“How. Being by herself meant that for the last few hours of her shift before Mr. Jones came back, she had a line of customers and didn’t have much time to ponder her situation. The entire time her nipples remained pointy little bullets poking from her dress. Every man that she helped at the bank had his eyes on them, and she never felt so much attention thrown her way. The women weren’t as nice, what with raised eyebrows and questioning looks. That was bad enough but when the kindly old. Just getting everyone up and dressed, and fed, then off to their daily activities was a feat worthy of an Olympic medal.Her husband could pick out his clothes, but getting him up and fed was up to her. Her daughter was always wanting a little more sleep, then asking where this or that article of clothing was. Her son was getting older and picked out his wardrobe.Breakfast was not all that easy. It seemed like everyone wanted something different. Of course, big hot meals were something usually. That got her laughing so hard she snorted milk out her nose!At eighteen, Marilyn was definitely hot! She wasn’t all that tall, maybe 5’4”, with a nicely curvy build, large B or small C cup, and a wickedly round and interesting rear. She had a round face, with a perky upturned ski lift sort of nose, big brown eyes, and masses of curly chocolate brown hair that fell in ringlets past her shoulders. She was dressed in jeans so tight it made you want to watch her ass and cry, a tight red and white.