Hey, careful, man, shes a teen princess, I said admonishingly, But yeah, hopefully! I joked. We laughed for a second when he said, Dude, just go talk ...to her! He said, patting my shoulder. Easier said than done, my man. I think I need some courage, I said, tapping my nose. He understood, and told me to follow him. We went upstairs to his room, and he got me a 1 gram baggie of cocaine. Purest shit Ive ever had, man, 98% pure Colombian. Enjoy it, and go get some tail, man. He said as he handed me. But I had never discussed my choice of nudism with anyone in the neighborhood.I did invite Kelly in for coffee several times and had told her that if she sees my car home in the morning to drop by for a cup of coffee and a chat. She was quite pleasant and, well, rather attractive, tall and nicely put together.Lest you think I answer the door nude, I always keep a pair of shorts I could slip on in the hallway for whenever the doorbell rang.Then, one morning, there was a knock at my door, Kelly. She simply ignored me for the next few days while I worked on perfecting the seed I wanted to plant.Sexual. Purely sexual. No changes to her levels of love, or friendliness, or even hatred towards me. She could hate me all she wanted. In fact, that made this all the more fun.It worked within days. After a few days passed, in economics class, she’d take every opportunity to look at me. Sometimes I’d have fun with it and ‘notice,’ looking back at her. She’d either look away immediately and blush,. Nikki stood and took Cristi by the hand. They walked into the spare room. Cristi dropped her robe and lay face down on the table. Nikki grabbed the oil and slowly applied it over her legs. Nikki started at Cristi’s left ankle and worked each muscle group to her butt cheek. I was feeling uneasy with my cock tenting my dress pants. Cristi wiggled her ass as Nikki dipped her fingers deep to massage her inner thigh. She then stepped back and oiled Christi’s right ankle and began again..