Chapter 51: One Hell of a Party

It was still early Saturday morning when Jack was woken by a sharp jab in the ribs by his naked father.

“Come on you two” he demanded as he gave Susan a gentle prod as well then added, “We need to get some breakfast and get going. We have a long drive ahead of us if we are to get to Fresno tonight for your cousin Vinnie’s wedding tomorrow.”

Jack sat up and looked around. He looked over to where Randall Adams and Rachel Tims had been. They were gone. Jack looked up and down the street and saw people slowly clearing up from the night before - only now they were all dressed again. Jack, Susan and George were the only naked ones about.

Jack sighed with a slight feeling of disappointment then asked, “What about all this? Do we need to help with the clean up?”

“Nar” said Jack’s father. “We all chipped in and hired contractors to do that. That’s them over there.”

Jack looked over to see a team of guys in orange coveralls starting to dismantle the stage and sound equipment. Jack smiled with relief. He wasn’t really in any mood for sweeping and stacking things.

Just at that point Susan sat up and rubbed her eyes slowly as she expressed one long yawn.

“Oooo, I need coffee” she grumbled. “And my ass is sore and I need a shower and I am so hungry.”

Jack looked at his father’s naked body then at the red fluorescent ID band around his ankle then at the one down on his own ankle then across to the one on Susan’s ankle. In his mind Jack was thinking what a roller coaster ride of a week it had all been. Only this time last week they were nervously setting off to explore the world of Nudism for the very first time with a quick visit to Blanke Schande College and Cedarcrest. Now in the space of just seven days Jack’s whole family had become Lifestyle Nudists. They had also met Senator Arnold and had been instrumental in re-writing some of the very laws protecting the Nudist Lifestyle itself. Also, with Randall and Rachel’s help they had also helped dispel some of the community’s criminal element. Then, to top it all off the whole street had gone naked to celebrate Lifestyle Nudism and to enjoy some of the ‘pleasures’ of that Lifestyle with it.

Jack was mulling over all this when his train of thought was broken by someone calling them from down the street.

“Come on, you guys. Breakfast is on the table and getting cold!” It was Beverly Flynn calling from their home just a few houses away. Jack and Susan stood up and started making their way home. They waved at the owner of the house whose lawn they had been sleeping on. He had come out to work on his garden and smiled at the three naked people.

“One hell of a party last night” he said then added, “Dang it all! I just know the missus will drag me along to becoming one of you nudie types now. But I don’t know ... may be I will and just may be I won’t.” He laughed with a good humor as he went about trimming his flower bed. Jack, Susan and George laughed too then waved again and headed back home for some breakfast.

When they got in the door a naked Beverly Flynn was standing there by the table which was set with hot pancakes, fruit and syrup. It really did look inviting and Susan, particularly, was looking forward to getting something into her stomach.

However, it wasn’t the food that caught everyone’s eye it was the phone in Beverly Flynn’s hand. She was studying a text message of some description and smiling to herself and having a bit of a chuckle.

When everyone was seated around the table George asked, “Well, come on, what’s so funny? What were you reading on your phone?”

Beverly paused then took in a deep breath making her breasts and nipples heave up and down before she answered.