I see the big nun bend over and pull my shoes off without even un-tying themand more or less ripping my socks off my feet. Before I can respond to her...rough handling of me undressing I feel her undo my belt and un-buckle myslacks. As she pulled them down to the floor so fast even my underwear cameoff. I reach down to hide my little boy parts that are so small all the boysin gym class call me a sissy cause they are more the size of a baby?s penisand balls. ?There you go little Barry and I mean. 'I am horny', she whispered through the toweling, at the same time sliding her long leg across his, and once mounted, slid her hand down between their sweaty bodies and guided him inside her wet cunt.She humped him slowly and with purpose, each long penetrative movement, covering his entire length, cock head to balls, she could accommodate the largest of cocks easily, and his ten inches fitted snugly, her tightness in lieu of length, her whole cunt ribbed with sensitive and exquisite pleasure. But no shirts, no pants, no underwear. Closest you come to clothes would be sunscreen, SPF 30 or higher. Understand?" Understood," a relieved Don responded. "So, see you in a month?" Yes, we'll be very glad to see you. A recommendation?" Yes?" He sounded worried again."Start sleeping in the nude. It'll help make the adjustment a little easier."The next morning I sent them a package of back issues of naturist magazines, which (I found out later) delighted Gloria, fascinated Don and terrified. She didn't need his input, but he'd be a sounding board if she thought it helped.The second floor had a new full-service kitchen that met all code requirements, including a new fire exit at the rear of the building. The dining floor was organized around three tiers, including an intimate bar. Shirl told him that the bartenders were fighting over shifts. Consensus was that the downstairs bar would generate more tips, but the upstairs bar should do nicely according to the experienced.