Chapter 13

Once my Mom and Dad were gone, my brother and I decided to watch
television. While Eddie searched for something to watch, I went to
change. I looked through the things I had brought with me and wished
I had packed something a little sexier. I decided on a pair of red
lace panties and a blue satin pajama top. The top had three buttons
down the front and if I sat just right, it gapped between them.

When I went out to the salon, my brother was sitting on the end of
the settee watching a movie on television. I sat near him and
started to watch it too. I wasn't really paying any attention to
what was on the screen; I was more interested in fooling around with
my brother.

I didn't know how to initiate what I wanted to do, so I just sat
quietly and waited to see if Eddie would take the lead. I tried to
entice him by letting my top ride up and expose my panties, but he
seemed like he wasn't interested. Finally, I scooted closer to him
and looked into his eyes.

"You know, last night was the first time I ever kissed a boy."

"It was the first time I kissed a girl."

"I really liked it."

"Me too."

"It wasn't long enough. I wanted to do it more."

"Really? You wanted to kiss me? I kind of thought that it was just
something that just happened."

"No, Eddie, well, yes it did just happen, but I wanted to do it more
after we kissed and stuff. I told you that this morning."

"I know, but I wasn't sure you really meant it, Jen."

I turned around, knelt on the settee and put my mouth on his. He
just sat there for a minute, but then he started to kiss me back. 
His arms went around me and I melted into his body. We continued to
kiss, pushing our tongues in and out of each other's mouths. After
about fifteen minutes of our passionate kissing, we came up for air.

I was sitting on my brother's lap and could feel his cock against my
butt. I wiggled a little and Eddie groaned.

"Wouldn't you be more comfortable in something else? Your shorts
seem tight on you," I said.

"What should I put on, Jen?"

"Are you wearing boxers?"

"Yeah."

"Just take off your shorts and wear your underwear."

I moved off Eddie's lap and sat next to him. He took off his shorts
and leaned back, wearing his boxers and a shirt. I glanced down and
noticed his penis was standing up, causing his boxers to tent out in
front.

"Why don't you take off your shirt too," I said.

"Okay, why don't you take yours off too?"

I nodded and pulled my top over my head, not bothering to unbutton
it. Eddie was pulling his shirt off at the same time and his eyes
were covered for a moment. When my brother saw my boobs, he just
stared.

"It's okay if you want to touch my tits, Eddie."

My brother reached for my chest and traced my boobs with his
fingertip. His touch was feather like and I shivered as he circled
one then the other. When he touched my nipple, I felt the jolts
between my legs.

"That feels so good," I moaned.

"Am I doing it right?"

"Yes, you're doing it just right. I love to have my nipples played
with, I do it all the time."

My brother continued to fondle my boobs. He pulled gently on one of
my nipples and I thought I was going to cum. After a while, I was
getting so excited that I couldn't stand it and I told Eddie to kiss
my tits.

My brother covered the end of my boob with his mouth and began to
move his tongue over my rigid nipple. I held his head to my breast
and groaned as he started to nibble on my nipple.

I moved his head to my other boob and he did the same thing to that
one. I felt my pussy convulse and I had an orgasm. When I began to
come down, I pulled back and covered his mouth with mine. We kissed
for a few minutes and I put my hand in his lap. When I found his
cock, I pulled it out of the fly in his boxers.

Once I had his penis out in the open, I sat back and stared at it. 
I asked him to take off his underwear and he lifted his butt and
pushed them down. Putting my head against his chest, I gazed at his
cock and fondled it.

I wrapped my hand around his penis, pushed it down to his pubic hair
and watched the slit in the end open. A clear fluid leaked out and I
ran my thumb over the tip, smearing the discharge on the velvety
head. With my hand around his cock, I noted that half of it was
still exposed. It wasn't as big as my dad's, but I thought it was
one the most beautiful things I had ever seen.

As we sat together, I pulled and pushed his penis around, trying to
get a better look. When I looked lower, I saw his balls and moved my
hand to the orbs, holding them in my palm. Eddie moaned as I rolled
his balls in my hand and cautioned me not to squeeze them too tight. 
After playing with them for a few minutes, I released his scrotum and
ran my fingertips along the thick vain on the underside of his manhood.

Eddie began to move his hips and push his cock into my hand. I knew
what he wanted and wrapped my hand around his shaft to give him the
relief he was looking for. I moved my hand up and down his shaft
several times and he shot his cum up and it hit my face. I didn't
move as the next spurt landed on my boobs.

By the time he was finished, my face and boobs were coated with my
brother's semen. Some of it had struck my lips and I quickly pulled
it into my mouth with my tongue. When I sat up, Eddie saw my cum
splattered face and boobs. He grinned, went to the head and returned
with a wet washcloth. My brother carefully cleaned me up and then
wiped his cock. He went back to the head and then came back to the
salon.

"Sorry I got my spunk on you, Jen."

"I don't mind; it was kind of sexy."

"Jen, can I see your pussy? I've never seen a real one, only
pictures."

I answered him by removing my panties and opening my legs. I leaned
back, put one leg on the back of the settee and let the other one
hang over the edge. Eddie just sat and stared between my legs, as I
lay there splayed before him.

I felt his hand on my thigh and sighed, knowing he would soon be
touching me. He moved his hand on my leg for a moment, getting
closer to my sex. When his finger touched me, my body shuddered and
I moaned.

"Oh yes, Eddie, touch my pussy."

I felt the pressure increase as he ran his fingers down one side of
my labia and up the other. His finger parted my heated lips and I
groaned out loud.

"Can you see the little bump at the top of my pussy?"

"Yeah, I see it."

"That's my clit, please touch me there."

Eddie touched my clitoris and I jumped. He pulled his hand back,
but I told him to put it back. After he rubbed my nub for a few
minutes, I felt my orgasm begin to build.

"Put your finger in me, Eddie. I want to feel your finger in my
hole."

My brother searched for what I was talking about, probing me between
my labia. When he found my opening, he pushed his finger into me and
I began to cum.

"Deeper," I groaned as my vagina contracted.

Eddie pushed his finger all the way into me and I exploded. He held
his hand still as my vaginal muscles gripped his finger. My hands
were on my boobs and I was pulling at my nipples as my body shook. 
My bottom bounced on the settee and it felt like every nerve in my
body was exposed. When my orgasm finally began to subside, Eddie
moved his finger in me and another one began.

My body tensed and I bent at the waist as I reached the height of
another climax. When this one began to fade, I collapsed and gasped
for breath. Eddie pulled his finger out of me, leaving me feeling
empty. As I panted, lying on my back, I knew that I would never be
satisfied with masturbation alone. I knew I would need more, more
from my brother.

Once I regained my composure, I got dressed and we went to bed. 
Eddie cleared off the top bunk and climbed up, while I got into the
bed below him.

"Eddie," I said, looking up.

"Yes, Jen."

"After Mom and Dad get back and go to bed, will you come down and
sleep with me?"

"Sure, I'd really like that."

Sometime in the night, our parents came back to the boat. My mom
looked in on us, saw that my brother was in the bunk and I was alone
in the bed. She didn't know I was awake and she turned to my dad and
said, "It looks like the kids are tuckered out, they're sleeping in
both beds tonight."

Mom closed the door and I whispered my brother's name. He didn't
answer and I knew that I wasn't going to be able to wake him up. I
rolled over and went to sleep.

When I woke up the next morning, Eddie was still sound asleep in the
upper berth. I picked up my yellow bikini, left the room and crossed
the hall to the head.

I took off the clothes I had slept in, turned on the shower and
stepped into the stall. Remembering what my dad said about
conserving water, I used the wand to wet myself and turned off the
spray. After shampooing my hair and covering my body with soap, I
turned the water back on and quickly rinsed.

Once I was finished in the head, I went to the salon to see if
anyone else was up. My parents must have been in bed, because the
salon was empty and there was no coffee brewing.

I ventured outside, climbed the steps to the bridge and sat down to
think.

My mind was filled with guilt because of what had happened between
my brother and me, but I also felt something else. I realized that
what Eddie and I shared was more than just sex, as far as I was
concerned, much more. While I knew that fooling around with my
brother was morally wrong, I couldn't help feeling a new emotion for
him.

I always loved my brother, as any sister would, but today the love
was different. It was deeper and when I though about him, my heart
raced and I felt all tingly inside. While I couldn't put my finger
on this new feeling, I knew that things would never be the same
between us.

As I contemplated my situation, Cindy popped into my mind. I
thought about her for a moment and was suddenly jealous. I had
reservations about her and Eddie from the beginning, but it was
because I was afraid of losing her as a friend. Now I felt that she
might steal my brother from me as well as his love. While I didn't
have any idea if Eddie felt anything like I did, I could hope that he
did.

When I considered the fact that Eddie may have thought our little
escapade was only a fling or a once in a lifetime thing, a cold chill
ran down my spine and I shivered. How could he feel any different
than I did, after all, we were each other's first. We had only
touched and kissed, but I knew that it wouldn't be enough, not for me
anyway. I wanted more.

I glanced around the marina and watched the other boats and people
began to appear. Several boats down from ours, a good-looking man,
in a Speedo bathing suit, was washing his boat. Beyond him, a couple
sat on the deck of their boat drinking coffee and talking. On the
other side of us, a woman was tending to her two small children, both
of the tots wearing life jackets.

Giggling, I wondered how many of the couples on the boats had sex
the night before. My mind filled with the images of naked bodies
grinding against one another and I squirmed in my seat.

When I heard my name called, I got up and looked down into the
cockpit. My brother was standing there, looking up at me. My heart
began to pound as Eddie climbed the steps to the bridge. What was he
going to say? Was he going to tell me that he was ashamed about what
happened and tell me that we couldn't do it anymore?

Eddie stepped onto the bridge and all of my fears disappeared. When
my brother looked into my eyes and smiled, I thought I was going to
melt. Without a word, he walked over to me, glanced around and then
gave me a hug. Tears filled my eyes as my arms went around his waist
and pulled our bodies tightly together.

"What's the matter, Jen?"

"I was so afraid you'd be upset with me about last night."

"Why would I be upset?"

"I don't know, I guess I've just been thinking too much. You know
the tricks your mind can play."

Eddie giggled and let me go. He looked into my eyes and shook his
head.

"I sure do, Jen. I've been lying in bed thinking that you would
hate me for what we did."

"I don't hate you, Eddie. I …" my voice trailed off, afraid to
complete my thought.

"What are we going to do, Jen? What if Mom and Dad find out about
it? What about our friends?"

"I don't know. I have been up here all morning, thinking about
things like that."

"You know we have to be very careful, if anyone finds out about what
we did, we could be in serious trouble."

"I know, I know. What are we going to do, Eddie?"

Eddie shook his head, apparently as confused as I was. He thought
for a moment and then said something that took me completely by
surprise.

"Jen," he said, his eyes locked to mine, "I really liked everything
we've done the last two nights, but do you know what I liked the best?"

I shook my head; almost afraid to hear what he was going to say.

"I liked holding you and kissing you the best. The other things
were really great, but if all I could ever do again was kiss you…that
would be enough."

I started to cry. Tears of joy and love ran down my cheeks and fell
onto my legs. There wasn't anything in the world my brother could
have said that would have made me any happier than I was at that
moment. My heart felt full and I couldn't speak, even to answer his
next question.

"Are you all right, Jen? What did I say? Why are you crying?"

At that moment, I didn't care if anyone saw me or not. I threw my
arms around my brother's neck and cried on his shoulder. It took me
several minutes to regain my composure and when I was able to talk I
began pouring my heart out.

"I'm fine, Eddie, I'm better than fine. You didn't say anything
wrong, I'm crying because I'm happy."

I moved back so I could look at his face and continued, "There isn't
anything that you could have said to me that would have been any
sweeter. I like kissing and holding you too, Eddie."

I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand, took a deep breath and
began to giggle as I remembered the feeling of his hands on my body,
not holding me, but touching me. He looked at me strangely, trying
to figure out why I was giggling, I guess.

"I liked the other things too!"

Eddie began to laugh when I said that. He nodded his head up and
down as a big grin formed on his face. The two of us began to laugh
harder, and within minutes, our laughter was uncontrolled.

My brother and I went down to the salon to get breakfast. I made
coffee for my parents, knowing that they would want some after being
out so late. Eddie fixed each of us a bowl of cereal and we sat at
the table to eat. We were just finishing our breakfast when my mom
walked into the salon. She smiled at Eddie and I, walked to the
galley and poured a cup of coffee.

After Mom had taken several sips of her coffee, she sat at the table
and said, "Thanks for making the coffee, whoever it was that did it. 
I really needed this."

"Jen made it, Mom. Did you and Dad have a good time last night?" 
Eddie said.

"We had the best time we've had in a long time, although I think we
may have stayed out too late and had a little too much to drink. 
Your father and I danced, ate and really enjoyed ourselves. How
about you two, did you have a good night?"

"Yeah, we watched television, talked for a while and then went to
bed," I said.

Mom grinned and nodded.

Dad came in and joined us, getting coffee before talking. He sat
next to me at the table, drank some coffee and rubbed his head.

"Thanks for the coffee, Ellen," Dad said.

"Thank Jen, she made it for us," Mom chuckled. "It was ready when I
came in here."

"Okay, thanks, Jen," Dad said. "Did your mother tell you two she
won a contest last night?"

Mom gave my dad a look that could kill and yelled, "That's enough of
that, Harry!"

"What kind of contest did she win, Dad?" I asked.

Dad laughed, looked at Mom and when she shrugged her shoulders, he
said, "Your mom won a wet tee shirt contest. She beat a lot of
younger women I might add."

"What's a wet tee shirt contest?" I said.

"It's where women put on white tee shirts and then have ice cold
water poured on their breasts," Mom said.

"What's so great about that?" Eddie said.

Mom, Dad and I all laughed. "Remember what happens when white
clothes get wet, Eddie? Remember the day I jumped into the pool with
my running clothes on?"

Eddie blushed and nodded his head. "Now I get it!"

Dad went on to tell us how my mom ended up on stage in her thong and
tee shirt. He said that mom ripped the shirt up the middle and
flashed her boobs at the bar in order to win. By the time Dad was
finished telling the story, my brother and I were in tears.

"What did you win, Mom," I asked, still laughing.

"She won a trophy and a picture of her and the other women," Dad said.

"Cool," Eddie said. "Can we see it?"

"Which one?" Mom asked. "The trophy or the picture?"

Eddie blushed, but I said, "Both."

Mom went to her stateroom and returned with a small trophy and a
framed picture. The photo was of her, and five other women, standing
on a stage. All of the women were basically topless, their tee
shirts ripped to shreds. Mom and one other woman were wearing only
panties. The other women were much younger than my mom, but she did
have the best boobs among them.

"It's a good thing that blonde didn't enter the contest," Dad said,
holding his hands six inches away from his chest. "That broad had
tits out to here."

"Harry! Stop talking like that in front of the kids. That woman's
hair was bleach-blonde and her boobs were either fake or they would
have hung down to her waist if she took that harness of a bra off,"
Mom said.

"What do you mean fake?" Eddie asked. "How can a woman have fake
boobs?"

"They get implants," Mom explained. "They have a doctor put bags of
silicone in their chest and it makes their boobs bigger."

"Why would they do that?" My brother asked.

"Because men, like your father, seem to be attracted to them," Mom
said sharply.

"That's not the only reason they do it," Dad said.

"You're right, Harry. Some women have it done after breast surgery
and some don't go to extremes. Some women only have their breast
enlarged a little bit, you know, like from an A cup to a B or C. 
That girl's tits had to be a triple D or bigger," Mom said.

"Can we stop talking about boobs?" My brother said. "When are we
going fishing?"

"I thought that we'd all get up early and go out tomorrow, Eddie,"
Dad said. "Your mom wants to check out the beaches today."

"Okay, that's cool," Eddie said.

My brother and I went out to walk around and look at the other boats
while our parents ate breakfast. We walked down the pier, looking at
the boats tied up in the large marina. Once we were far enough away
from our boat that our parents couldn't see us, I took my brother's
hand in mine.

"Jen, we're going to get in trouble," Eddie said.

"How?"

"Someone is going to see us."

"So what, nobody knows who we are, or that you're my brother. To
them, we just look like a boyfriend and girlfriend going for a walk."

My brother smiled and squeezed my hand. We started swinging our
arms as we walked. I saw a woman on a boat up ahead of us and I led
Eddie that way. The woman had the biggest boobs I had ever seen and
when I noticed her hair looked bleached, I whispered to Eddie, "I
wonder if that is the girl Mom and Dad were talking about. Look at
the size of her tits!"

My brother gawked at the woman as we walked past the boat she was
on. I jerked his arm to make him stop. We went beyond the boat and
I said, "You shouldn't be so obvious when you look at a girl's boobs,
Eddie."

"I couldn't help it, they're so big! I wonder if they are real, or
fake like Mom said."

"I'm sure I don't know."

The next thing that caught my eye was a man in a Speedo swimsuit. I
nudged Eddie and told him he should get a suit like the man was
wearing. My brother smiled and said, "Maybe I'll go out for swimming
at school. The swim team wears that kind of suit."

We finished walking to the end of the pier and turned around to head
back to see if our parents were ready to go to the beach. I held my
brother's hand until the last minute, squeezing it before letting go.
Mom and Dad were waiting for us when we got back and we all left.

Mom was wearing her thong bikini and I noticed that a lot of other
women also wore that style. Some of the women on the boats were
topless and didn't seem to act like it was anything special. My dad
and brother's eyes darted around and Mom told them they should have
ball bearings installed in their necks.

We left the marina, walked to the beach and strolled along the
shoreline. It was almost eleven o'clock in the morning and the white
sand was covered with people sunning themselves. Then, as if we
crossed an invisible line in the sand, I noticed that a lot of the
women were topless. As we walked along, my mom removed her top and
put into the beach bag she carried.

My brother and I just stared at our mom's lack of modesty. As I
looked around, I saw that girls my age were also topless. Eddie
pointed to one of the girls and whispered, "Are you going to do that?"

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Want me to?"

Eddie grinned and slowly nodded his head yes. I untied my top, took
it off and jogged up to my mom.

"Can you put this in your bag for me please?" I asked.

Mom took the top, dropped it into the bag and continued to walk
along the shore. She didn't say a word to me about the fact I was
topless in front of my dad and brother, let alone the scores of
people on the beach.

Several of the people on the beach, men and women, were completely
naked. I gazed at the men, noting the size and shape of their cocks.
I tried to compare the other men to my brother, but realized I had
never seen Eddie's penis when it was flaccid.

Mom found a spot on the beach, took out a blanket and spread it out.
She pulled out a couple of towels, handed one to my dad and they sat
down. My brother caught up to them and joined them on the blanket.

"You better cover the white spots," Mom said to me as she handed me
some sunscreen, after using it on her boobs.

I took the lotion, squeezed some into my hand and spread it on my
boobs. After sitting there for a few minutes, I decided to go into
the water and asked Eddie to come with me.

My brother and I ran across the sand and into the surf. We swam out
until we were in waist deep water and stopped to rest.

"This is all too weird," Eddie said.

"What's too weird?"

"This beach. I've heard about nude beaches before, but I never
thought I'd be at one, not with my family at least."

"I think it's fun. I like being topless. It makes me feel so free."

"I like you being topless too," Eddie giggled. "It makes me so hard!"

"Just me or all the other girls?"

"Well, mostly you."

I giggled and said, "Boys!"

"Hey! I saw you checking out the guys. Don't give me that
innocence crap."

I giggled and said, "I was just trying to see how your cock compared
to the other guys'."

"Well?"

"I don't really know! The only time I've seen yours is when it was
all hard."

"That's because you make me that way."

"I'm sorry."

"Oh no, don't be sorry!"

I moved around so I was facing shore and Eddie's back was to the
beach. I stepped closer to him, reached underwater and felt his
crotch. His cock was soft, but only for a moment. It quickly grew
as I rubbed it.

"Do you like when I touch you there?"

Eddie nodded.

"I wish we were alone, I want to play with it again. I want to make
you cum."

"If you don't stop, I'm going to cum right here."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No."

I reached into his trunks and gripped his penis. I stroked him as
best I could without making it obvious what I was doing. My other
hand was between my legs, rubbing my crotch. I felt him swell and
then the rush along my fingertips. I looked at him, saw his eyes
were closed and he had a big grin on his face. When his penis
stopped throbbing in my hand, I pulled away.

"Wow, that was really hot," I said, my fingers still busy between my
legs. "Right out here in public."

I decided that I wasn't going to be able to get myself off so I
removed my hand from my crotch.

"I can't believe you just did that."

"Did what?" I giggled.

"Jacked me off."

"Didn't you like it? I won't do it again if you don't want me to."

"I didn't say that I didn't want you to, I just said it was a little
weird doing it out here."

I giggled and said, "How long before you can cum again?"

"It depends on how many times I already came. Right now, it would
only take a few minutes."

"How many times can you do it in a day?"

"My record is five."

"Well, I intend to set a new record someday."

"How about you, Jen. How many times can you cum in a day?"

"I don't know, a lot."

"What's your record?"

"I never counted, but it's more than five. Sometimes, like last
night, I can cum several times in a row. It feels like one orgasm
stops and another begins."

"Jen, will you do something for me some day?"

"If I can."

"Will you let me watch you play with yourself?"

"Sure, why?"

"So I can learn how to make you feel good."

"That's so sweet."

Eddie shrugged his shoulders and said, "This has been a hell of a
couple of days."

"It sure has. Let's go back to the beach, I'm getting water logged."

Eddie and I walked back to shore and up to the blanket our parents
were on. Mom and Dad were lying on their stomachs, looking up at my
brother and me. It took a couple of seconds to register, but I
realized they were both naked.

"Um, ah," I stammered. "We're going to go up and rinse the salt off."

"Okay kids," Mom said, "hurry back."

As we walked to the freshwater shower, I shook my head. My brother
and I rinsed ourselves under the cool water and headed back towards
the blanket.

"Are you going to get naked, Eddie?"

"I'd rather not, but if you want me to, I will."

"No, I can wait to see you naked. I wouldn't want you to do
anything that made you uncomfortable."

"Maybe we can go skinny dipping at home sometime, Jen."

"I'd really like that," I said as I grinned at the thought.

When we got back to the blanket, our parents were sitting up. I
glanced between my dad's legs and noticed his penis. In my mind, I
wondered if Eddie's cock looked like Dad's when it was soft. It only
took a few minutes for me to become accustom to my father's nudity
and before I knew it, we were all sitting and talking like we were
fully dressed.

I started to recall the conversation my parents had on the boat when
they thought I was out of earshot. I remembered them saying that
they had planned to introduce my brother and I to this kind of thing.

"You and Dad planned this, didn't you?" I said to my mom.

"Planned what, Jen?" Mom said.

"You two planned on bringing us to this place. You guys knew that
there was a nude beach here."

"Yes, we planned it."

"Is that why you've been giving me all those lectures about being
comfortable with my body and stuff?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

My brother and dad watched and listened to the exchange between Mom
and me.

"We did it to see if you two would accept this type of life style. 
Your father and I have been naturalists for years and we decided a
long time ago that we would introduce you and your brother to it as
soon as you were old enough."

"I'm fourteen and Eddie is fifteen, what makes you think were old
enough?"

"You two are the same age as your father and I, when we started."

"I don't understand."

"Your dad, your Aunt Sally and I all grew up in the same
neighborhood. When we were kids, we started to sneak off and get
naked. I had just turned fourteen at the time it all started, your
dad was fifteen and Aunt Sally was almost seventeen."

"Where did you guys do it, you know, run around naked and stuff."

"Wherever we could and whenever we could. There were a couple of
other boys in the neighborhood that did it too, and we could usually
meet at one of our houses when our parents were out."

"How about outdoors? Did you ever go naked outside when you were MY
age?"

Mom laughed and said, "Yes, Jen, we did. When we all lived up north
there were ponds in the orange groves. We would ride our bikes to
one of the ponds, go swimming and lay in the sun."

"Why did you and Dad quit doing it?"

"We haven't. We're doing it now. Over the past few years, we've
been very discrete, but we never stopped completely. Your father and
I still go out to the pool and swim nude, we just wait until you two
are asleep."

"I guess you don't have to do that anymore, do you?"

"No, honey, I guess we don't. That's one of the reasons we brought
you two down here. We wanted to see if our nudity was going to be a
problem."

"What would you have done if it was?"

"We would have remained discrete and waited until you two grew up
and moved away. Your father and I aren't trying to force you or your
brother into this. If you two accept it, fine, if you don't that's
fine too. You don't have to go naked if you don't want to; we just
hope you don't mine if we do."

"Does this mean that you and Dad are going to start running around
the house naked?"

"No, Jen, not at all," Mom chuckled. "It only means that we're not
going to be so careful around the house anymore. I'm not going to
feel funny if I'm dressed in a tee shirt and panties when your
brother is home. I'm not going to be concerned about going out to do
laundry in my underwear."

I sat for a moment to let everything sink in.

"So let me get this straight, Mom. What you're telling us is, this
naturalist thing isn't about being naked, it's about not being
uncomfortable when you are."

"That's exactly right, Jen."

"Okay, I guess I understand now. I don't mind being topless, but I
don't know about being totally naked, not right now anyway. Cindy
and I have gone in her pool naked and it was fun. I might do it at
home when it's just us, but I don't think I'd be comfortable around
strangers."

"How about you, Eddie? How do you feel about all this?" Mom said.

"I don't know, Mom. It's all so new and confusing to me. Can I ask
a question?" Eddie said.

"Of course you can, Eddie. You can ask anything you want."

"Do you, you know, do you sleep in the nude?"

"Yes," Mom chuckled, "you're father and I both do. Why do you ask?"

"Because, I have slept naked a few times and I like it, especially
when there are clean sheets on the bed."

"I love the feeling of clean sheets too. You can sleep anyway you
want to."

"Okay, I've always been afraid that you would see me when you woke
me up in the morning. That's why I've only done it on a Friday or
Saturday night."

Mom laughed and said, "Well, you don't have to be afraid of me. By
the way, I'm fully aware of how teenage boys wake up in the morning."

Eddie blushed, but I really didn't know what my mom was talking
about. I thought about asking her, but decided to wait and ask my
brother.

Dad joined the conversation and added his views on the subject. It
was almost four o'clock when we put our suits on and headed back to
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