She checked again the invitation to make sure she had come to the right place. Scrawled underneath the first line inviting to her to the party was a s...eries of instructions. The dress code was “natural” which she stared at in her bedroom and then decided it must have meant “causal.” She pulled on a pair of figure-hugging jeans and a purple top. The top was the most daring she owned. It showed just a hint of the cleavage of her perky, dark breasts. Underneath the dress code were the words:Arrive. Holloway was still in the gym, using the same microphone she'd used to make announcements during Program initiation."Good morning, students," she began as usual. "And good morning especially to the one hundred and sixty-three students, seven teachers, and four staff who entered the Naked In School Program this morning. I hope each and every one of you finds this week to be a valuable and rewarding experience, even if it seems a bit uncomfortable at first."Most of you know the rules. Any Program. I glanced over at Kathy and saw her slipping her hand down into her jeans again. I nodded my head to the man and he pulled down his zipper. I wanna fuck you, he said. Cant, I said, in as womanly a voice as I could that time of the month. The man looked disappointed. You want to fuck my ass? I couldnt believe I heard myself say. Fuck yeah, I heard him say. I reached into Kathys jeans and her pussy was sopping wet as her hand moved rappidly over her clit. I took some of the juices in my fingers. Somehow she sobered up a bit and I wound up giving her a ride home. I also never found out how that seemed to happen ... it just did. Which lead to breakfast in bed, which somehow I fixed. I didn't learn her name - June Burroughs - until she finished eating. I could have saved myself a lot of grief if I had taken the time then to think about what was going on but lust can be a terribly powerful force on a young man.We dated for a few months in a sexual frenzy until one night a gig got canceled.