Chapter 57

12:15 a.m. Saturday

"This is lame," Joy muttered. She had been impressed when Regan and Andy had walked out of the house completely bare. The pair hadn't immediately jumped into the water, either. They had walked to a building and brought out seven towels, something no one else had considered. They put them on a lounger and walked down the stairs into the shallow part of the pool.

The others had moved to deeper water and everyone was up to their neck. In fact, 20 minutes after Andy and Regan had joined the skinny dipping, no one stood with three feet of anyone in the water. Even people that were intimate weren't touching their partner.

Joy had tried to enliven things. She had jumped on Chris' back and slipped under the water and goosed Ruth. Both had simply moved farther away from her.

"Jesus, it's like you people have never seen another person naked!" she said. This was far from what she'd envisioned when she'd suggested the idea.

"It's a little embarrassing to be around people you've never seen like this before," Ruth told her. "I didn't think it would be but it is."

"They're pussies and dicks!" Joy said in exasperation. "Cocks and cunts. Everyone in the world has one or the other – and they're shaped exactly like the ones you own. No one has anything to be ashamed of and yet you're buried to your necks."

She dove beneath the water, being sure that her butt was visible, and swam toward the side. She pulled herself up on the concrete wall and stood in front of everyone.

"See!" she said. "I've got boobs. Are they as big as Regan's? Nope. Are they as firm as Elizabeth's?" No way. Do they look as appetizing as Ruth's? Not a prayer. But they're mine and I'm proud of them."

"You're a little more used to displaying your ... charms ... than we are," Regan pointed out. Joy's face clouded because she misunderstood Regan's statement.

"She meant that you and Renee are practically nudists," Ruth cut in quickly.

"We weren't always," Joy countered with a sigh. "I didn't do that when I first got there. But I tried it and it was fun – it was naughty. It was different. And you know what? It improved my self-image. I'm not hung up on body image because this is the one I've got. I saw every one of you when you got in the pool. You should be proud of how great you look instead of hiding it."

"I think it's more a matter of who else is here," Andy said. Like everyone else, he had turned to look at Joy when she exited the pool.

"Why?" Joy wondered. "Is it because we're all becoming friends? That's stupid. Do you think Ruth is going to jump you if she sees your dick?"

"I was more worried about you," Andy said with a wink.

"I'd do you if you weren't with Regan," Joy told him bluntly. "But you are so I won't. If Chris was dating Ruth, I wouldn't do anything with him – or her. I might like to look at Paul but I'm not going to make a run at him. We're friends so we're the safest people to do this around. I'm going to ask the guys to get out of the water. Will you do it?"

The three guys exchanged glances but no one moved first.

"Go ahead," Regan whispered. She thought Andy's body was perfect. "I'll get out with you if you want."

"I'm hard," Andy said in a low voice.

"Good," Regan said. "I like it when you're hard. It gives me something to play with."

"Are you sure?" Andy asked again.

"Go ahead," Regan reiterated. Andy started to wade toward the side but no one else moved until Ruth nudged Chris.

"Seriously?" Paul asked in a louder voice than he wanted. Elizabeth simply pushed him on the shoulder gently. The guys made sure to be far away from Andy when they emerged – neither wanted to pull himself up directly into the groin of the guy already standing there.

"This is embarrassing," Andy said when Joy directed Paul and Chris to stand beside him. The trio of men was almost the same height. Paul was the tallest at just slightly below 6-feet-1. Chris was next, standing at six feet even. Andy was just a shade shorter than six feet. The differences were in their frames and weights. Andy was the heaviest at 195 pounds; Paul weighed 185 and Chris barely broke 170. None of them had more than 7 or 8 percent body fat.

Paul's body was sculpted by years of working out for sports. He had played football, basketball and baseball since he was a child and his physique reflected it. He had a muscular chest, defined abdominal muscles and a trim waist. His workouts had given him strong thighs and a lean butt.

Chris had a runner's form. In fact, he had run cross country and track at his middle school. He found when he transferred to Eisenhower's district that his new school had no cross country team and the track team had only six or seven athletes so he'd given it up competitively. He wasn't as visibly muscular as the men beside him. His muscles were long and lean and the totality of his form gave him the appearance of height. His legs were far better developed than either Paul or Andy's, with strong calves and thighs.

Andy's body was more muscular than even Paul's. His had not come from workouts designed to prepare the body for athletic competition, though, and it showed. His shoulders were broad and his pectoral muscles had developed through his work at the warehouse. He didn't have six-pack abs but he wasn't far away from it. The twisting and turning he did at work had made the muscles that led to his hips clearly visible. His legs were less defined than the men's next to him simply because he rarely used his legs.

The three women in the water had moved to the side of the pool. Their vantage point from the pool gave them a perfect view of the erect penises that had started to droop slightly because of embarrassment. None of the men could be considered exceedingly large below the waist but none was pitifully small either.

"Turn around," Joy instructed. The men complied without a word.

"I feel like I'm at a slave auction," Chris noted.

"Be quiet or I'll get the whip," Joy said with a laugh. "I'm sorry if I'm embarrassing you. But, well, let me tell you why. Elizabeth, have you ever seen any guy but Paul naked?"

"Not since my brother was six or so," Elizabeth admitted.

"Regan, we already know about you," Joy said.

"Yeah," Regan said. "Until now, Andy is the only guy I've seen nude."

"Ruth?" Joy asked.

"One other but mostly it was dark so not really," she said. "Chris is the first guy I've ever really, I don't know, inspected."

"And all three of them are good-looking specimens," Joy said, slapping Chris lightly on the butt. "But they are pretty much identical. Despite Elizabeth's boasts, Paul's dick doesn't hang to his knees. Regardless of what Regan says, Andy's tongue is not seven inches long. And despite what Ruth and I might have told you, Chris is not a Greek god down from upon high for the sole purpose of pleasuring females. They are healthy, attractive men and they shouldn't be embarrassed to show it."

She instructed the men to turn back to face the front, their penises now fully limp. There was more difference between them now in size than when they were erect.

"Oh, cool," she said. "I wasn't sure if I was going to get see them like this. Most of the ones I've seen have been raging hard."

The men were still slightly swollen but their dicks no longer pointed northward.

"Well, I bet they'll be hard again in a minute," Joy said. "Ladies, it's our turn."

Elizabeth groaned but Regan pushed herself out of the pool in an instant. She pulled Andy down for a kiss – and as Joy had predicted, his penis started to lengthen as soon as her nude form came into view. Ruth followed, her large breasts leading the way but Elizabeth was still in the water.

"You don't have to do this if you don't want to," Regan told her.

"It's just ... you're all so sexy," Elizabeth replied meekly. "I'm built like the guys – with slightly bigger boobs."

"Are you kidding?" Paul said, casting an incredulous look at Andy – who he had noticed watching Elizabeth's butt at the golf course. "Yeah, all three of them are sexy. But so are you! Isn't that right, Andy?"

"Uh," Andy said, unwilling to risk Regan's ire for no gain.

"Jesus, yes," Chris cut in. "She's the hottest girl in school without question. I was so stoked that she did her cheerleading routine right in front of the band during basketball games."

Andy felt Regan nudge him in the side and he glanced at her. She only gave a slight, imperceptible nod toward Elizabeth.

"Uh," Andy said again, hoping he interpreted Regan's instructions correctly. "Well, I always make it a point to follow you into the school. It's for a reason, you know."

"You like my butt," Elizabeth giggled even though she was blushing.

"It's more like I can't check out your boobs without you noticing and hitting me," Andy said.

"I wouldn't change a single thing about you," Paul concluded. Elizabeth looked up him for a moment and then pushed herself up. Andy saw her bare breasts for the first time but looked away to spare her further embarrassment. Chris was watching intently, though.

"I can die a happy man!" he said with a laugh. Joy pushed him into the pool without another word.

"You can ogle us like we ogled you," she told him.

Paul and Andy shrugged before jumping back into the water. It felt good on their skin, which had cooled while they were out of the water.

The women's bodies had far more contrast the men's. The first noticeable difference was in their heights. Regan was almost 5-feet-8; Ruth was only slightly shorter than Regan and slightly taller than Elizabeth, who stood 5-feet-7. Joy was the smallest, barely 5-feet-5.

Where Chris' torso made him appear taller, Joy's made her look even shorter. She had a long upper body but her legs were shorter than the others'. In fact, her hips were almost four inches below where Regan's started. Joy's bust was smaller than the rest, too, but it didn't appear so because she was so lean. Her hips flared out and all of the guys would have declared she had the best butt in the group if asked – even nicer than Elizabeth's.

Ruth's breasts looked enormous with her thin waist and legs. Her hips weren't as wide as Joy's, making them look even bigger. She had a slight belly but nothing obscene. Her neck was long and graceful. It gave an additional impression of height and added to the perception that her breasts, big as they were, might be even larger.

Elizabeth's body was the product of years of cheerleading and gymnastics. She had strong shoulders and muscular legs. She was the lone female standing in front of the guys that had noticeably developed upper arm muscles even when they hung at her side. Her chest was also the product of having muscles beneath her breasts. Her boobs curved upward and there was no sag at all.

Regan managed to stand still as the guys' gaze came her way. She had a tiny waist that also made her breasts look larger than they were. Her form came from activities such as tennis and golf, but also from working out a few times each week – either in the pool or the gym – when she was home for the summer and bored. He bottom was less rounded but it wouldn't be considered flat by any means. Like Ruth, her neck was slender. Andy thought, of all the specimens in front of him, she was the most perfectly proportioned. He caught her eye and gave her a wink. She smiled back at him, relieved that he hadn't taken one look at Elizabeth and tried to fight Paul for her hand.

"I'm not even going to ask how many women you lot have seen naked," Joy said. "You'd all lie your asses off."

"I want to know," Regan said.

"Uh, three, counting you," Andy said.

"Erin, Regan and who else?" Chris wondered.

"Leslie Amos," Elizabeth supplied. Rather than be embarrassed at the guy's appreciative gazes, she found herself pleased with them.

"No way!" Chris said. "She's dated that dumbass jock for years."

"I want to meet her tomorrow," Regan said.

"I'm sure she'll ask Andy for a dance or two – since she's going to hit the open market soon," Elizabeth said with a laugh. "How about you, Paul?"

"Uh, it's embarrassing," he said.

"You stud!" Joy cut in.

"I was a virgin when I met Elizabeth," Paul confided. "I had dated a few girls but we'd never made it that far. Elizabeth is the only person I've seen like this – and really, the only person I ever really planned to see like this."

"That's so sweet," Ruth said.

"Another keeper," Joy chimed in before facing Chris with her legs parted. "OK, Stallion, give us your list."

"I don't know," Chris said.

"Bullshit," Andy said. "Every guy knows."

"Hear me out," Chris said. "Last year, all the girls at band camp streaked the dorms. They all gathered outside of my door and got undressed. I've seen almost all the girls in the band nude. I'm not saying I've done anything with them but I've seen them."

"I knew I should have joined the band," Paul groused. "I figured the cheerleaders would do things like that."

"We do ... just not when you're around," Elizabeth replied, sticking her tongue out at him. As Joy had done, her feet were now shoulder-width apart with her mound clearly in view from the underwater lights. Ruth and Regan soon stepped forward and did the same.

"So, we all know what the others look like," Joy concluded as she jumped back into the water. "Can we stop pretending we're strangers and start having fun?"

The others jumped into the pool and soon it was filled with splashing and laughter. The couples, such as they were, tended to stay together but there was more interaction.

"You know, she's going to suggest an orgy before the summer is out," Andy said. Regan was preparing to launch a wall of water at him but stopped her arm motion.

"That is something we will not participate in," she said. "Once I get you, I'm not sharing you with anyone."

"You've already got me," Andy said – taking the opportunity slip through Regan's defense and kiss her.

"Good," Regan said. "Now let's see if we can slip out of here unnoticed and have some private fun – if you follow my drift."

"I will follow you anywhere," Andy said with a wink as he pinched her butt.

"What's that you said to me a couple of weeks ago?" she asked with a smile. "I hate to see you go but I love to watch you leave."

"Exactly!" Andy agreed.

9 a.m. Saturday

Camille and Evan were being guided to their table for breakfast in the hotel dining room when a hand touched her arm.

"Excuse me," a blonde woman in a sundress asked. "Are you Camille Drayton?"

Camille looked at the woman warily for a moment. She was certain that she didn't know her. The people that frequented the Donut Hole at night didn't dine at the Renaissance the next morning. The people she dealt with at Risotti's didn't know her name or what she looked like.

In truth, the woman at the table didn't know what Camille looked like either. She had recognized the man with her though.

"We're Regan's parents," the man at the table cut in. Richard stood and extended his hand toward Camille.

"Oh," Camille said as she shook Richard's hand. She supposed that she could see the resemblance.

"And you must be Sir Evan Duffield," Rita said, standing and offering her hand. "Won't you please join us for breakfast? We haven't ordered yet."

Evan looked to Camille for guidance. He would prefer to spend the time alone with her but he knew it would be rude to refuse the invitation.