..one involving a sudden jump into the wild, wonderful world of juvenile sex and incest. It all started one bright sunny Monday morning in July. I was... home from work taking a couple of comps and enjoying just being lazy. My thoughts were very much on the events of yesterday. My wife, Sue, had astounded me some weeks earlier when she announced that she wanted us all to visit a nudist resort near here. She claimed that she'd heard a lot of good things about it from her friends and felt that. I'm wearing a short little skirt that barely covers the tops of my thighs. It is a nylon skirt very thin and billowy, the slightest breeze gives it a chance to puff up around me. I'm wearing little tap panties covering my belted penis. It is blue; black and white in these geometric designs are over the skirt. I have a white blouse which has these matching colors and shapes in a pretty little design on the back of my top.No way can it be considered anything but feminine. Matching socks in the. She has a son 2 years younger to me who was not doing so well in the exams so they left him behind to study for the re-exam in two months. The plan was tomorrow my aunt and uncle will come to Hyderabad from chittoor and we all leave to Delhi the next day. As planned my aunt came the next day and my god she was maintaining good figure. I mean she was a little plump but married for almost 17 years I think she was looking gorgeous. She was about 5’6, and wheatish complexion. Her cans were quite. When I pressed the plunger, thin, threadlike nylon fibers came out through tiny holes I made in the bottom cap of each tube. When the nylon filaments reached a foot long, one of the women I had there grabbed them with a gloved hand and began twisting them as if making thread from cotton, wool, or silk. When the thread was long enough, she hooked it to a treadle-powered spinning wheel with a bobbin I hoped was large enough to hold the thread from the entire tube.Eventually, we wove nylon thread.