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The Loveable Ladies of Libido Lane
(C) by Erotin Thraller
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Chapter 23 - The Sisterhood

Scene 1, Death in the Neighborhood

There's no way of knowing how long it might have been before the 
bodies were discovered had it not been for the boy who delivers 
newspapers on Libido Lane.  He's a precocious youngster, tending 
to be somewhat nosey and always somehow able to escape problems 
he creates.  You may remember him as the boy who first found 
Leeza, while she was trapped by her hair.  

With the same juvenile mischief with which he amused himself with 
Leeza, he was nosing around in the neighborhood one day and 
decided to peek in the window of Helmut's house at 97210.  What 
he saw upset him terribly, and that evening he reported to his 
parents that he had seen the two bodies slumped together.  His 
parents notified the police.  His parents also became so worried 
about the effect that finding the bodies might have on their son 
that they had him change his paper route, and he was never seen 
on Libido Lane again.

After that, for sometime, there was a great mystery in the 
neighborhood.  Who was this girl who was found dead with Helmut 
in his home.  And what was she doing in his house anyway?  Police 
interviewed several nearby neighbors.  They were of little help.  
From the identification in Simone's purse, police were able to 
find her house.  They were able to make contact with Helmut's son 
in Phoenix.  The email software on Helmut's computer revealed the 
original contact between Helmut and Simone, and that led them to 
Simone's blog, in which she had recorded enough about her 
relationship with "Sam," as she called him, that the police, 
along with other authorities and the son were able to piece 
together most of the details of what had taken place.  

As news of the death circulated, most of the neighbors on Libido 
Lane were utterly appalled that all this had taken place right 
there on their street with none of them really aware of the 
people involved.  Few knew Helmut lived alone.  Or that he was in 
a wheel chair.  None of them knew that his son no longer came to 
care for him.  Nor were any aware of Simone and her relationship 
with him.

The residents of The Lane were greatly affected by this entire 
episode.  The most dramatic effect was the creation of a new 
awareness that they really knew very little about one another 
...and that most felt obligated to change that situation.

Across the street, Judith told her husband, "It seems a shame for 
a young girl just starting out in life to die, just because of 
one bad mistake."

"Well," Randy quipped, "maybe it wasn't a mistake after all.  At 
least they both died happy."

"Randy!" his wife snapped back.  "How crude to say that."

"Well, it's true," he replied.  "Can you think of a better way to 
go?"

Having only recently awakened to her own sexuality, Judith was 
hardly prepared to contradict her husband.  "Well," she answered, 
"the girl seems to have had a lot to offer.  I still think it's a 
shame for her to die so young."

"Did you know she was working over there?" Randy asked.

"No, I used to see the guy's son come in the evening, but I never 
did meet him.  That's strange, too," she added, "because we live 
right across the street."

A few houses farther down The Lane, Leeza cried when she heard of 
the deaths.  Mike tried to comfort her, but she kept repeating, 
"I could have visited him.  I've been alone so many days, and I 
thought everyone was gone to  work.  Just to think, he lived only 
four houses up street, and I didn't know."

"So, if you knew, what would you have done?" Mike asked.  "You're 
not jealous, are you?"

"Jealous?" Leeza asked.

"Yes, jealous ...that she was having sex with him.  Is that why you 
wished you had visited him?"

"Mike!  You know better," Leeza scowled.  "How dare you accuse me 
of anything like that!"

On down the street a bit farther, Jack smiled when he read 
details of the death in the paper.  He thought about Leeza and 
wondered if she have ever paid the lonely old man a visit, as she 
had with him.  If she did, he though, I'm glad she didn't die 
giving head to the old guy.  I would hate to lose such a good 
model.

Leticia took the deaths the hardest.  Still feeling the harsh 
emotions involved in her break-up with her fiancé, following her 
captivity and rape by the machine, she was the most sympathetic 
of any of the neighbors.  Living alone down at the end of the 
street, she had no one to comfort her, and for nearly a week she 
woke up in the middle of the night, crying at having these deaths 
occur so close to her home.

Previously, Leticia had worked at the same store as her boy 
friend.  Breaking her engagement with him obviously meant the end 
of that job.  She signed in with a temp agency, taking whatever 
work assignments they provided for her.  She was hoping for 
something more permanent when news of the deaths came, especially 
since she alone was now responsible for payments on her house.  

~~~
Scene 2, Leticia

One morning, not long after the deaths, Leticia was home alone, 
having no work assignment for that day.  She remained close to 
the phone, expecting and hoping the temp agency would call with a 
job for her.  By mid-morning, when no call had come, she decided 
to putter about her yard.  Having only recently purchased and 
moved into the home, she was still not familiar with every aspect 
of her new property.  So she took the cordless phone with her, 
just in case the agency might still call, and went out into the 
back yard.  There she was surprised to hear voices coming from 
next door.  This is a good opportunity to get acquainted, she 
thought, so she walked over to the hedge which separated the two 
properties.  Stretching up to see over the hedge, she was shocked 
to find an elderly man and a young lady on the back deck.  He was 
taking her picture, and she was totally naked.  She had the most 
beautiful auburn hair Leticia had ever seen, and not only was the 
girl's hair beautiful, there was a whole lot of it, so much that 
it seemed to cover most of her white skin. 

Previously, in an attempt to get acquainted with neighbors, 
Leticia had dropped in at a neighbors farther up the street and 
found out there was a party in progress.  They invited her to 
stay, and even though the evening's activities became both sexual 
and frustrating (to put it mildly), that evening had gone a long 
way in helping her deal with the trauma she felt from her night 
in captivity.  Now, here she was facing another potentially 
sexual situation, since the lady was naked.

Leticia looked closer and decided neither the man or girl next 
door had been at that party.  Curiosity kept her watching as the 
woman assumed a variety of poses for the man's camera, but 
Leticia was careful not to be seen.  That's when her phone rang.

No, it was not the agency.  Yes, it was a telemarketer.  No, she 
didn't want to buy any....  When she looked up from the phone, the 
man was standing directly across the hedge looking at her.

"You must be my new neighbor," he said.  "I'm Jack, and it's so 
good to meet you."

"Ah, I...," Leticia groped for words, then gave her name.  "Yes, I 
just moved in earlier this month." 

"Ah, yes, about the time those bodies were found up the street.  
What a shame!"  He cleared his throat, then quickly added, "About 
the deaths, I mean, not your moving in."

"I'm glad you clarified that," Leticia smiled.  "Did you know 
them?"

"Well, I knew Helmut, casually.  His wife died about the same 
time mine did, but we were never close friends or anything like 
that."

"The lady...," Leticia paused.  "You were taking pictures.  She's 
not your wife?"

"Good gracious, no!" Leeza laughed, rising from where she had 
been hiding out of sight behind the hedge.  "I live over at the 
next house, and...," she paused for a moment and smiled at Jack.  
Then she explained, "These photo sessions are simply a way to 
pass the time.  Jack here is a very good photographer, so if you 
ever want any pictures taken...."  She paused to smile at Leticia.

"This is awkward," Jack said suddenly.  "Why don't you come on 
over?"  He turned to Leeza.  "You don't mind if she comes, do 
you?  I mean...," he nodded toward her.  

"Not at all," Leeza replied.  "Come on over to the deck.  Jack 
has some really good ice tea."

Leticia craved friendship, and getting to know her neighbors was 
great.  Although her earlier experience at the neighbors' party 
was a warning not to accept this invitation, she ignored the 
possibilities and went anyway.  A few minutes later she was 
seated across the picnic table from Jack on his deck, drinking 
iced tea.  The naked Leeza was stretched out on the chaise 
longue.  Strangely enough, Leeza seemed not in the least 
embarrassed, but in fact appeared quite comfortable with her 
complete exposure.  

The day was hot.  The cold tea was refreshing.  Although it was 
somewhat sweeter than she liked, Leticia accepted another refill 
from Jack.  

They talked easily together, mostly about Simone and Helmut, or 
as Simone had called him in her blog, Sam.  Both Leticia and 
Leeza agreed in their sympathies for Simone.  To them, she seemed 
so young, so pretty, so naïve, and so unloved.

"It's a shame," Leeza observed, "that no one will ever mourn her.  
In fact, few people will ever even remember her."

"True," Leticia agreed, "unless, maybe, some of us here on Libido 
Lane make it a point to remember her."

"I wonder if there will be a memorial for her?" Leeza asked.

Jack replied, "I doubt it.  Apparently she had no family left to 
plan a service, or even to request that there be one."  He paused 
a moment, then added, "I heard she was just planted in the 
ground.  There was enough money left in her small bank account 
after the mortuary was paid to provide a headstone."  He rose and 
picked up Leticia's empty tea glass.  "I'm old enough to think 
that's really a sad way to go."  He retreated into the house.

"I think we ought to have a memorial for her," Leeza said.

"That would be nice," Leticia agreed, "but I'm not sure where.  
Or even who would come."

"Oh, I'm not thinking of a traditional service ...you know, like a 
funeral, or anything like that.  No, it ought to be a 
celebration, a very special celebration for brave and beautiful 
Simone."

Jack returned and handed Leticia an other glass of tea.  She 
thanked him and drank nearly half of it before setting down the 
glass on the table.

"What could we do?" Leticia asked.  "You name it, and I'm in."

"Well, she died naked," Leeza grinned.  "Apparently, from what 
she wrote in her blog, she enjoyed being naked."

"That's easy for you to say," Leticia laughed, indicating Leeza's 
current state of exposure.

"Don't knock it unless you try it," Leeza laughed, sitting up to 
confront Leticia.  She lifted her arms and boldly displayed her 
body.  "Why don't you join me?"

Leticia frowned, but did not answer.  

"Come on," Leeza laughed.  "I'm serious.  Take off your clothes, 
right now.  Here.  Come on, I dare you!"

Leticia didn't know Jack had been adding vodka to her tea, or 
that it was having a strong effect on her thinking.  Otherwise, 
she might have been more cautious.  Instead, she accepted the 
dare, stood up, and stripped.  Naked.  

"There!" she exclaimed, posing brazenly in the sunshine.

"May I take your picture?" Jack asked, holding up his camera.

"Why not?  If you're as good a good photographer as Leeza said, 
then go ahead."  She picked up her glass and drained it of tea, 
then lifted her arms behind her head, struck a pose, and smiled 
for Jack.  "Well," she asked, "do I get my picture taken, or 
not?"

Jack looked at Leeza and smiled, then turned back to Leticia and 
snapped the picture.  During the next half hour, Leticia 
continued to pose for Jack's camera until he said, "All right, 
that's enough for today."  Once more he smiled at Leeza, then 
asked Leticia, "Would you like to come back tomorrow?  I can show 
you the pictures I just took, and then we can take some more."

"Well," Leticia hesitated, "I'm hoping for a job tomorrow, but if 
the agency doesn't call, well..., sure, I'll come back."  She 
paused a moment, then continued, "What time?"

Once more Jack looked at Leeza, somewhat questioningly.

"I tell you what," Leeza spoke up, "why don't we meet here at ten 
o'clock?  I'll meet you here.  Meanwhile, let's try to think of a 
proper memorial for Simone.  Then tomorrow, you can see Jack's 
pictures, and we'll come up with a plan."

"Great!" Leticia agreed.  With arrangements made for the 
following day, she gathered up the clothing she had been wearing 
and headed back through the opening in the hedge to return home.  
She didn't bother to get dressed.

"Well, that was an interesting turn of events," Leeza laughed.  
"I never dreamed there were other wannabe nudists on Libido 
Lane."

"Oh, I think you might be surprised," Jack chuckled.  "You might 
really be surprised."

"What do you know that I don't?" she asked.

"Do you want me to tell the neighbors how you've been coming here 
to pose naked for me?"  Leeza shook her head.  Jack smiled, "Then 
don't ask me what I know about the neighbors."  He grinned, 
paused a moment while studying her naked body, then asked, "Do 
you have any idea what kind of event to plan for that dead girl?"

"Not a clue."

"May I make a suggestion?" he asked.

"Certainly.  All ideas are appreciated."

"Well," Jack smiled.  "As I understand it, for some time this 
Simone had been wearing practically nothing while she did 
Helmut's house work.  So here's what I think:  You plan should 
something which includes nudity.  That would be a fitting 
tribute, don't you think?"

"Wouldn't it be rather brash to send out an announcement, saying, 
like, no clothes allowed?"

"Oh, you don't have to be so blunt.  You could write up something 
nice about Simone, saying how much she enjoyed showing her body 
while she worked.  And it would be a tribute to her memory, maybe 
even Simone would appreciate it, if the neighborhood ladies would 
gather one evening near the house where Simone worked.  You could 
call it a candlelight memorial, with all ladies urged to come 
dressed they way Simone had worked."

"You didn't mention nudity," Leeza observed.

"Soft-sell," Jack chuckled.  "Let them figure it out.  And if any 
of them show up wearing clothes, I predict they will soon join 
the ranks of those like you who come ...well, like you are dressed 
right now."

"Do you think Leticia will go for an idea like that?" she asked.

"Who knows!  That's why you're meeting with her tomorrow."  He 
sat down at the picnic table, picked up his camera and asked, "I 
want to look at the pictures I just took.  Want to join me?"

~~~
Scene 3, Inspection Tour

Leticia was already comfortably stretched out on the chaise 
longue when Leeza slipped through the opening in the hedge and 
climbed the steps to Jack's deck.  Both ladies were naked.

"Did you forget something?" Leeza asked.

"I might ask the same of you," she laughed.

"Well," Leeza smiled, "usually when I come here, it's so Jack can 
take pictures, so I finally decided it wasn't worth the time or 
effort to put on something I would take off as soon as I got 
here.  But I didn't expect you to feel the same way."

"You know, after you dared me yesterday to strip, I felt so free 
that..., well, I haven't put on any clothes since.  Not even my PJs 
last night."  Leticia laughed as she gleefully rubbed her hands 
across her bare flesh.  As her fingers touched her shaved pubis, 
her hand paused to massage the moist folds between her legs.  I'm 
still so wound up from yesterday that..., well, never in my life 
have I felt so good about being naked.  Especially in front of a 
man!  But he was so nice.  He made me feel really special, you 
know, pretty."

"I saw the pictures he took of you yesterday, and I just know 
you're going to be really proud when you see them.  But first," 
Leeza changed the subject, "let's talk about that celebration for 
Simone."

"Okay."

"Any ideas?" Leeza asked.

"Not really."  She sat up, then leaned back on her hands, 
stretching her shoulders, a movement which thrust her breasts out 
provocatively.  "I'm still so new to the neighborhood that I 
really don't have much feel for what that place is like, what we 
could do together, much less what the people are like and what 
they might want to do."

Jack came out through the door just then.  "Excuse me, Ladies.  I 
didn't mean to be listening in on your conversation, but I 
couldn't help overhearing some of it."  He chuckled a bit, 
looking from one to the other.  Then he added, "What a lovely way 
to begin the day, right here in my own back yard with the you two 
wonderful, beautiful, naked ladies!  You are so welcome to grace 
my deck anytime you like."

"You are quite welcome, Jack," Leeza responded.

"Now," Jack smiled, "here's my suggestion.  Why don't the two of 
you go up to Helmut's house and look around?  Go take a look at 
where this Simone worked.  I know, the house is locked and you 
can't get inside, but there's no one living there now.  You could 
at least see what's the yard is like, you know, if it's a likely 
place the neighbors cold meet."

"I'd like that," Leticia agreed.  She held her hands out to her 
sides, "But I'd need to go put on a dress or something...."

"Why?" Leeza asked.  "I walked around the cul-de-sac undressed, 
just like this, and nothing bad happened.  Well," she laughed, "I 
did meet Jack, but that's a good thing."  She smiled at Jack, who 
winked back at her.

"I don't know," Leticia protested.

"Listen," Leeza continued, "I doubt there's anyone else even home 
today.  I say let's go do it!  Exactly like we are."

It took Leticia several moments to agree.  Then, cautiously, she 
said, "Well, okay.  What do we have to lose?"

"Not much, I would say," Jack laughed.  

And so it was in a burst of laughter that the two naked ladies 
opened the gate alongside Jack's house, left the privacy of his 
back yard, and headed up the street.  Neither of them were 
wearing anything except their sandals.  Walking along the 
sidewalk, they passed in front of Leeza's home.

"You have a nice place," Leticia commented, trying to focus her 
mind on something besides her current clothing situation, or lack 
of it.  

"Thank you.  Mike and I enjoy it."

"That's your husband's name?  Mike?"

"Correct.  He works terribly long hours, and I became totally 
bored staying home all day by myself with nothing to do.  I'm 
glad I met Jack.  He's safe, and being around him makes my days 
quite a bit more interesting."  She ran her hands across her bare 
breasts.

"Do you pose for him often?"

"Sometimes.  It depends.  No, we don't do anything else.  You 
know.  He just takes pictures of me, and posing is fun.  It makes 
me feel pretty.  And appreciated."

By then, the two ladies were in front of the next house, which 
was 97221.

"Who lives here?" Leticia asked.

"No one.  It's vacant."

Leticia relaxed somewhat, beginning to believe it was possible to 
tour the neighborhood without wearing any clothes.  It was not to 
be.  As they walked past 97217, Marie saw them.  Shocked and 
totally surprised at seeing two ladies out on the street, dressed 
exactly as she was, she raced to the front door, flung it open 
and called out her greeting.  Leticia whirled at the sound of the 
voice, preparing to run away, but then she saw the lady in the 
doorway was also naked.

"Well, well," Leeza exclaimed.  "What do we have here? ...a nudist 
colony?"

"Not exactly," Marie called back.  Pulling the door shut behind 
her, she hurried down the driveway to where the two ladies were 
standing.  What could have been a very awkward moment if any of 
them had been seen separately was tempered by their mutual 
nudity.  They seemed almost immediately to share a sexy 
sisterhood.

Marie asked, "Did your husbands take your away clothes too?"  

"Husbands?" Leticia asked.

"Goodness, no!" Leeza replied.  "She's single, and I just like 
it."  They introduced themselves and identified where each of 
them lived. 

Marie was dumbfounded to learn that here were two ladies who 
actually preferred to go naked without being forced.

"You mean your family won't allow you to wear clothes?" Leeza 
asked.  "Why?"

"Well, it's my punishment," Marie explained, "for a ...little 
indiscretion on my part." 

"Indiscretion?" Leticia asked.

"Well," she grinned, "it's like this.  I sort of screwed one of 
the neighborhood men.  Several times.  Then his wife found out 
and tricked me into doing some pretty nasty stuff.  That caused 
my family to rebel.  They said I could pack up and leave right 
then, but if I stayed I would have to strip down.  Well, as you 
can see, I'm still here," she smiled.  

"You can't wear any clothes?" Leticia asked, amazed.  "That's 
your punishment?"

"Among other things.  I also have to obey whatever orders they 
give."

"Terrible!" Leticia gasped.

"Oh, no," Marie laughed.  Quite frankly, it's been a lot better 
than I ever expected.  I'm having a ball, and we're all getting 
along rather well, thank you."

"All?" Leeza asked.

"My husband, of course, and we have two grown kids, a boy and a 
girl."

"We were going to look around Simone's house, maybe plan a get-
together of some kind in her memory," Leeza explained.

"Oh, I think that would be very nice," Marie approved.  "That 
poor girl.  Someone needs to celebrate her life.  And her death."

"We understand she worked in that guy's house completely naked.  
Apparently, she liked having that guy watch her."

"And take pictures of her... at least that's what I heard," Marie 
added.  "That's how she became a member of the society."

"Society?" Leeza asked.

Marie laughed.  "You've heard of the 'Traveling Pantsuits' women?  
Well, I guess Simone and I are part of the 'Naked Housework 
Society.'"

"You knew her?" Leticia asked.

"No.  We never met.  But I sure wish we had.  I'm sure we had 
lots in common," Marie laughed again.  "Of course, you two 
wouldn't understand, not having a man sitting around watching you 
work, what with everything hanging out...."  She grinned 
salaciously, "I love it!"

"Would you like to come with us ...I mean, to see her back yard?  
That's where we hope to have the celebration," Leeza said.

"I'd love to," Marie agreed.

So it was that the three of them walked briskly on up the street.  
As they passed 97213, the next house, Marie said, "This is where 
Ann lives.  She and her hubby are real swingers.  And Judith 
lives up there in 97209.  She will definitely want to be included 
in the celebration."

"Why it that?" Leticia asked, intrigued that they had suddenly 
acquired a tour guide.  She assumed that Marie knew they were 
both relatively new to Libido Lane and would like to know more 
about their neighbors.  She was right.

"Well, let's just say that Judith may have a really mean streak 
when she's jealous, but she also has a lovely body, which she 
thoroughly enjoys showing off ...and using it.  Oh, she knows how 
to use her body to please men!"

The three ladies started to cut across the street to 97210 when a 
soft voice called from behind them.  "Is that you, Marie?"

Marie answered, "Hi, Judith.  Come on out.  We're taking a tour."

"Is it safe?" Judith answered with another question.

"Certainly," Marie assured her.  "There's safety in numbers."

With that, Judith joined them.  Like the other three, she was 
also naked.

"Oh, my!" Leeza exclaimed.  "We certainly do live in a nudist 
colony.  And all this time I thought there was no one home during 
the day.  I thought I was all alone in the neighborhood."  

"No, not really," Judith replied.  "It's just that once I took 
off my clothes, I had no real desire to put them back on.  I love 
being naked, but that didn't mean I was about to run around 
outside with nothing on."  Her buxom boobs bounced freely as she 
hurried across the street.  "Until now," she added.  The other 
three women were wearing sandals, Judith wore her usual three-
inch heels, which gave her a completely different stride, and 
made her legs look terrific.  "Where to?" she asked.

"Just over there," Marie answered.  While still standing in the 
middle of the street, she introduced the other three.  During 
these few moments they became like bosom buddies, bare bosoms, 
that is.

"We plan to check out where Simone worked," Leticia explained.  
"You see, we think it would be nice to have a celebration for her 
life." 

"She worked naked.  She died naked," Leeza added, "so we're 
thinking maybe we could celebrate the same way, like she lived 
and died."

"You mean, like everybody naked?" Judith asked.

"Exactly."

"Well, I'm all for it," she smiled.  "Very appropriate."

With that decision reached, they slipped through the gate into 
the back yard of Helmut's house.  There they looked around and 
agreed there was ample room for a celebration.  As they left and 
started back toward their own homes, they chatted cheerily, 
hardly mindful at all that there was not a stitch of clothing on 
any of the four.  Nor did they realize that throughout their 
entire walk, Jack had been busy down the street with his 
telephoto lens.

~~~
Continued in Chapter 24



  
Chapter 23 - The Sisterhood