Becky is out in the livingroom tidying up things and make more notes.She says to me, while closing up the last book on her stack up "I amgoing to get ... lunch now." Are you going to eat in your house?" No I am going to go to the cafeteria." You want me to go with?"She near bubbles out "Yes! I would be more than happy for you to comewith me for your first time there. You have not gone there yet, in thelast couple days, have you?"I shake my head "I have not tried much of going out of this house. "No excuses, Jo, it's starkers for all." Saying that he stripped off by the table and strode confidently to the pool.Jon and I had known each other since childhood and, growing through puberty together, we'd never been shy about seeing each other nude. This, though, probably because of my heightened libido and awareness of my partial erection, was definitely different !I managed to undress with my back to them and enter the water whilst they weren't watching - or so I thought.I dived in and. Betty found her own attention divided – everyone at the table was in some state of undress, and she found her blood running hot from the visual feast. Jeremy sat naked and a little embarrassed, using his hands to cover his crotch under the poker table. The 29 year old tan-skinned man wasn't muscular or well-toned, but he had strong, broad shoulders, with long chestnut hair reaching down. A well-developed beard decorated his face; Jeremy had clearly just learned how to grow strong facial hair at. We eat and chat and plan for our day, a country stroll to walk off the effects of our meal. We walk hand in hand along the curving driveway and then off along a path across rolling countryside. The sun is warm with barely a breath of wind. Walking a little further we enter a wood, the ground carpetted in bluebells. We stop and smile, perhaps we have the same thought of making love amongst the bluebells or perhaps the chance to hold each other close and kiss with no one looking on. We kiss, lost.