Chapter 81: Mr and Mrs Unsworth Arrive Home

The moment the new Mrs Glenda Unsworth stepped over the threshold of her own front door she was set upon by a wild animal - a wild animal that flung its arms and legs around the woman and smothered her with hugs and kisses.

“Oh, mommy, it’s just so good to see you again. I’ve missed you soooooo much. Sorry your honeymoon has been cut short but I am just so glad you’re home.”

When Glenda Unsworth was finally able to prise herself away from her only daughter she gave the girl her own hug and a few kisses in a much less life threatening manner. The Reverend Bryce Unsworth was standing right behind with two suitcases at his side and all he could do was smile and laugh gently at this rapturous welcome home from the fifteen year old Jessie Harper ... his new step-daughter.

Once inside the house the newly married couple were greeted by the welcoming sight of a coffee table set with cups, a pot of tea and some lovely jam scones ... a real English breakfast ... but at 6pm on a Monday night in Redsands, Georgia ... and nowhere near England at all. These trifling details bothered no one as the suitcases were dumped on the floor and Mr and Mrs Unsworth took a most welcome rest in the big easy chairs dotted around the living room.

The two had been travelling all day in buses, aeroplanes and taxis and both let out one big sigh of relief now that they could properly relax in the comfort of Mrs Unsworth’s own home. In time both would sell their respective properties and combine the money to purchase one good sized home between them but for now they were in Glenda and Jessie’s home with Jessie doing everything to make them both feel welcome and relaxed after their very long day.

Jessie Harper flitted about the place serving her mother and her mother’s new husband tea and scones then finally sitting down herself - with her own big sigh of relief.

After telling Jessie all about their travels on their truncated honeymoon the Reverend Bryce Unsworth finally asked, “And now, Miss Jessie Harper, tell me all about your week and that text message you sent your mother about a friend of yours discovering something incredible about this whole unfortunate affair.”

Jessie didn’t reply immediately. She had a certain look of concern on her face that eventually saw her leaning over to her mother and whispering quietly into the woman’s ear. When Jessie had finished her mother sat back with a thoughtful expression on her face then looked quickly at her new husband then back to Jessie and said, “Well, dear, I guess you should ask my husband himself what you just asked me. Go ahead, sweetheart. I don’t think he will mind in the least.”

Jessie looked at her mother then slowly shifted her gaze to her new step-father and hesitantly asked, “Um ... well ... um ... I guess ... if you ... if your are going to be my mom’s husband and my step-father can I start off straight away by ... by just calling you ... by just calling you ‘dad’? Everything else just seems weird now ... Bryce, no ... Reverend Unsworth, no ... Mr Unsworth, no ... Reverend Bryce, no ... even ‘dad’ sounds a bit weird but probably the least weird of anything else I can think of. Also, even though the church has put a ban on all Lifestyle Nudism within its ranks ... would you mind ... I mean ... am I allowed to ... well ... um ... how do I say this?”

At that point Jessie’s mother interrupted and helped Jessie out a bit by saying to her husband, “What my daughter would like to know is ... are you OK with her going about completely naked in her own home? She won’t go naked outside in public and has even pulled out of the Teen Beauty Pageant and she won’t go naked anywhere in church until the ban is lifted - if it ever is - but would you mind her being naked here, in her own home? Would that affect anything or even get you into any trouble?”

Bryce Unsworth gave a little snort of disgust but not at Jessie or at anything her mother had just said but at the whole pile of trouble this ‘anti-nudity brigade’ had somehow caused. He told both Jessie and her mother this and how he had no doubts what-so-ever about who had caused all the mess found by the cleaners early that Sunday morning.

Finally he looked gently at Jessie Harper - at her beautiful face and her lovely body with those perky breasts pointing up just under her t-shirt and at those shapely legs descending down out of her short skirt. After scanning the teenager’s delightful form he said, “Of course I don’t mind you being naked in your own home. So take your clothes off if you want to and if anyone finds out then they can just jolly well mind their own business ... church ban or no church ban. And if I do get into trouble with the church hierarchy then maybe I just don’t want to be part of such a short-sighted and overbearing organisation if they can’t see the way the world is going. They’ll lose all respect and credibility if they dig their toes in too tightly on this issue. So go ahead, Jessie, you get as naked as you want to be. Let your own home be your own Camp Starkers and if it makes you feel more comfortable I will get naked with you also.”

The Reverend Bryce Unsworth looked quickly across to Jessie’s mother who just shrugged and said, “Yer, why not! Let’s all get naked together ... again!”