We talked for short while, Alan explaining that we would not be disturbed here and that if it was ok he would be first as I was used to having sex wit... him. I preferred that and Brian was fine with that arrangement as well. Alan asked me to take off all my clothes and kneel on the back seat facing the rear window, which I did while he got out of the car. It was really warm day and the car windows were closed, it was a bit stuffy so actually being naked was quite comfortable for me. Alan got. It was now about dinner time and I knew no one would be home yet so I thought I would have something to eat and went down stairs, not even thinking about being naked from the waist down, in the kitchen I started making something to eat and not thinking I accidently tipped my coke over my top, it made me laugh because I watched it drip off my top and run down between my legs, down the inside of my legs and onto the floor, I looked at my top and could see right though it my nipples and tits. It wasall very cheap, but still, it was unorthodox. Most of the clothes therewere probably designed for either Satanic or Pagan rituals, and therewere others that may've been designed when the designer was either atwit's end, drunk, or about to have a nervous breakdown. And, thenagain, some were probably designed just for the hell of it. She lookedat one interesting dress and a pair of high-heeled leather boots thatwent up to her calves, and grabbed them and walked into the dressingroom to try. ”“Thank you, Erica. You’re not looking too shabby yourself. I’m drinking a Chardonnay. Will you join me? I’m so nervous, I need something to calm my nerves down.”“Nothing to be nervous about Meg. Just relax and go with the flow. Let it happen. I’ll lead you into a new and different realm of bliss.”She rakes her fingers across my lips again and down my neck.I breathe deeply.Relax.“It’s going to be O.K. Meg. Don’t be afraid. I’ll be your guide and teacher.”Monica comes to check on.