" Wait a second, Frank." I took a deep breath while my heart threatened to burst out of my chest. "Would you..." I stammered, torn between panic and m...y body's needs. "Would you..." Would I what?" Frank asked, taking my hands in his. "What's the matter? Your hands are like ice?"I took another breath and looked into Frank's deep brown eyes. "Would you like to come in? I really want..."I couldn't finish what I was going to say. I was afraid that Frank would say no. I was even more afraid that. That made it easy to be around each other and enjoyable and we did.It wasn’t too long before we discovered how much the other liked sex. She seemed always ready whenever the opportunity presented itself and initiated activities as often as I did. Even our screwing styles were compatible, sensing what the other wanted, soothing or vigorous.After a few months we were spending a lot of time together, even overnighting at one or the other’s place a few times each week. We had never talked about sex. As the car pressed on towards the center of Cedarcrest they started seeing more and more naked people just as Katrina Bartell had described. The range was all ages, male and female, and all shapes and sizes. Jack was guessing that the percentage of nudists was more like sixty to seventy percent and not the mere fifty percent they had been quoted at BSC.“May be that percentage fluctuates with the weather” said Susan. “Nudity is completely voluntary here not like it is for the girls at Blanke. The three of us played a few games of cribbage and at about ten o’clock I could see that Greg and Eva were getting touchy feely; about a half hour later they called it a night and went upstairs.I then went to the basement to pull out the bed and put all the blankets on, but I was not really sleepy so I went back up to the front room and poured another cup of coffee. I sat on the couch in the dark, watching the storm. I called my wife briefly to check in and say goodnight; she was snuggled into.