And He Called It Research

"This is too impossible to believe."

"Accepting my offer and assuming that I'm making all of this up would be a big mistake." Paul was hardly breathing as he listened, and Sissy was doing no better. In fact she had reached out to Allie's hand and was holding it tightly. "Beth, things happen quickly on the island. Time is compressed there because there is not a lot of time to spare. Decisions are made quickly and damn the consequences. I know one woman that made love to three men at the same time, and believe me it was a frantic and intense time for her and for the three men. Now don't think ill of her, because you haven't been to the island and been subjected to nudity on that scale, or the sight of lovemaking almost everywhere you go. Only the ones that have been there and experienced it all can have the right...not to judge, but to say they have experienced so much and that they understand."

"I haven't believed much of what you've said, until now. You really are telling the truth."

"Every word and right from the beginning. Everybody has a slightly different experience when they are there. Now the island is different so experiences will also be quite different. The island is still clothing optional, and if you choose, you can make love wherever you wish and whenever you wish. Well not at lunch or dinner," and he smiled at her.

"But your offer isn't real. You just want to make a point right?"

"The offer is real Beth. To make it easier, one week or two, your choice, but it will have to be after things settle down and I can get some time away from my duties."

"How long?"

"That depends on my boss, but I'm sure before you have to go back to school." Once again she looked over at Martin and the other women who were calmly sitting there and looking back at her. "I'm sure you'll talk to Liz, Allie and Martin and I encourage that. Maybe you can all take a break and catch some sun during a quiet stretch between guests."

"I'm going home. I'm not sure how I'll sleep, but I'll be back about eight in the morning."

"Okay."

"If you don't mind, I'll leave my things here and bring a few more with me tomorrow."

"That's fine Beth, can you find your way home okay?"

"Oh sure. Paul if you're ready we can follow each other."

"I'm ready Beth," and they went to the door as Mac walked behind them.

"Mac, I like to think that I'm an adult, but right now I'm not so sure."

"It's a very tough decision to make, and I suggest you not even try until you've talked it out tomorrow."

"Thanks. Night everybody," and she and Paul left.

Liz went straight to Mac and asked him, "Are you crazy? She's only twenty."

"I'm very aware of that believe me. Listen, she isn't going to accept that offer. I just had the feeling that she was going to puff up her little chest and feel so righteous and look down her nose at us. I started out as a theoretical offer, but then I changed it in mid sentence almost and made it a real one. I wanted her to feel the stress that you three went through as you found the courage to take advantage of that free vacation. You saw how it affected her and how stunned she was."

"You're that sure that she'll say no."

"I'm sure. I can't imagine a twenty year old that would be willing to live with a thirty five year old while both of them are naked the whole time can you? And on top of that, naked in front of strangers. The guests at Journey's End."

"But she can't make love in front of paying guests can she?"

"There are no rules against it Liz. But I just don't see that as being an issue at all."

"You have a lot riding on your confidence that she'll say no."

"Worst case scenario would be we see each other naked."

"And making love."

"Oh come on. Again I remind you. Her...twenty. Me, thirty five. Not an issue."

"Well I'm going home and get some sleep, but I was ready to smack you for extending that offer to her."

"Why?"

"I don't even know why exactly, but it just doesn't feel right to me."

"Will Darren be home?"

"He's likely there by now. She kissed his cheek and said goodnight and headed next door.

Allie put her arms around him and slapped his ass before she kissed him and said, "That's because I think you are crazy and in over your head. But I still like you, night gambler."

Night, sweet thing." Martin smiled at Mac and followed her out.

Chapter Eighty Two

Sissy waited until she was ready for bed and then went across the hall and tapped on Mac's half closed door.

"You can come in Sissy."

"You're decent?"

"It's okay."

She eased his door open as she stepped in, and he was propped up against the headboard with a book in his hands. "Are you tired?"

"Oh a little, what's up, you can't sleep?"

"Not really. Do you have it in you to talk?"

"Of course," and he put his book on the bed stand and turned toward her a little and adjusted the sheet a little but kept it pulled up to his waist. He patted the bed and said, "Come sit down Sissy."

She sat down and even brought one leg up most of the way onto the bed and said, "I listened to every word you told Beth tonight because I know so little about the island."

"Really? I just assumed that anybody that worked in the offices knew what went on out there."

"You're not even close Mac."

"Everything I told Beth was the truth Sissy."

"Oh, I have no doubt about that. Like I said, I do know a little and what you said goes right along with that. But there was so much that you didn't share with her am I right?"

He smiled and said, "You're quite right. A whole lot in fact, how much do you want to know? You work for the man, so I don't see any reason to be all that secretive with you."

"Well I know about the connection with the universities and all that. Not the fine details, but I have a good idea about the research. But...well things like what you were describing about the people slowly losing those paper garments. There had to be other events that the guests had to participate in."

"There were, but Sissy, to a great degree, the guests provided a lot of their own entertainment for lack of a better word."

"I'm not twenty Mac so you can be more specific."

"Okay, you asked for it, but because it's late, I'm going to move kind of fast, and then in the coming days you can ask me whatever you want to fill in the confusing or missing parts."

"Okay," and she moved onto the bed and turned toward him as he pushed a pillow toward her. Those movements caused her breasts to shift and he now had an excellent view of most of what she possessed above the waist. "Where would you like me to pick up the story?"

"I don't even know. Okay, the women lost their tops and the men the skirts, so it's logical that the women lost their skirts too."

"Right. They were all naked night and day after that."

"See, that's hard to picture."

"Of course it is. Tell me Sissy, you are so damn sexy and gutsy, but could you just in a matter of a couple of days or whatever be naked in front of others that you may or may not know?"

"I love to be naked Mac, but...in front of so many others...wow, I just don't know."

"If you really do love to be naked Sissy, feel free to be like that here. I not only don't mind, I'd love it if you were to be that free while you're here."

"Now Mac..."

"I promise to try to behave. Now I won't promise that I won't stare at you or maybe kiss you. But I'll not try to make love to you. Not because I wouldn't want to and you better accept that detail right now. But I want you to feel comfortable and relaxed, at least as much as possible, while you're here."

"You really have seen a lot of naked women I know."

"I really have, but generally I can tuck them into two or three groups in my mind. The first group that I find nearly irresistible, the second group that are so appealing and tempting, but not as intensely as the first group. The third group I'd see as attractive and interesting and enjoyable to look at or talk to, but that's all. Men's brains are a little like that. We tend to pigeon hole facts, people and experiences. We mentally sort in a way, I think. Women on the other hand are, as they always say, more complex and harder to understand or even follow sometimes. But Sissy honey, I love all women, and I mean that. Well with the exception of those that are bent on being mean and evil There are those and I have no respect or patience with them.":

"It's nice to know more about you Mac, but you're avoiding the subject of the island."

He smiled and said, "Okay, here is the blunt and condensed version. With one cottage group, they all knew and worked together in the white collar offices of a successful company. There were reasons why they were treated to a free vacation, but we'll skip those non essential details. They all arrived knowing each other, but not well, and in some cases not well at all other than a 'hello how are you, in the hall or a meeting. By mid week the first week, the women were topless and then they were naked and the men had to pitch their skirts."

"I remember you telling Beth about that."

"What I didn't tell her was as things progressed, one couple had to make love on the beach while their friends watched them."

"No."

"Oh yes."

"But they could have refused."

"That's right, and they would have been kicked off of the island and given a plane ticket to get home. Vacation would have been over for them before the end of the first week had passed. In fact one guy refused to comply and he was removed within an hour. He didn't go quietly and his wife refused to leave with him because she was so mad at him."

"God, what a situation."

"Sissy, there are so many things I can tell you, but you get the idea."

"I get many ideas. I doubt that I would ever survive the island, but it's very interesting to learn more about it. I'm sure that you've made love to quite a few women too."

"I have. Do you think less of me because of that?"

"Not at all. Mac, for some women, and maybe even a lot of them I don't know, but for them, knowing that the guy has made love to a number of women has a certain appeal to them. That you're experienced therefore you are a very good lover and so forth. That in turn makes it easier for you to enjoy their company, and on it goes. Lucky for you, and maybe even lucky for those women."

"May I ask you Sissy, how old are you?"

"Twenty nine."

"You are one smart lady."

"Thank you. Mac are you and Liz...are you two an item or whatever you want to call it?"

"That depends on your definition love. I care for her and I have a tremendous amount of respect for her. I see her as pretty, charming, smart and oh so alluring. But we haven't made love if that's what you mean."

"Thank you for being so open with me. So was the reason behind the vacation offer for Beth just as you explained it?"

"That's it. I've never had any inclination to lure someone that young into my bed. I totally enjoyed watching her reaction as I told her the facts, and I even had fun teasing her, and in the end, hopefully shocking her."

"I don't know if you shocked her or piqued her interest even more. I don't know her of course, so I can't begin to guess what was going through her mind. She seemed to be quite comfortable showing us in her too little shorts and that skirt that I wish I had the body to wear. She seemed comfortable in the middle of the room."

"Well if she's a drama major, that would explain a lot of that."

"Oh, I guess I missed that part. Maybe that's all it was. So you didn't make love to Liz or Allie when they were on the island?"

"No. That was before Didi and I became involved in the guests. Before she and I were in charge of things."

"Oh. How are you doing with...how are you getting along without Didi?"

"She comes into my mind almost everyday Sissy, but I'm making it. I'm thankful that I've been as busy as I have because that helps a lot. Having Liz to work with and to help me keep my sanity, especially in the first several days after that trip to see her. I'm thankful that I have her and people like Allie and Martin and you as my friends, because all of you are important to me and make my life full."

"But what have I done to help you?"

"Well, being here, and even more by staying with me, and now lying in bed with me. You have no idea how relaxed and comfortable I feel right now." Then he smiled and said, "Oh and how much I love lusting after your body."

"Now you mean my breasts, not my body."

"Oh honey, I do mean your body. Your breasts of course are your diamonds in your crown of womanhood, but I love your golden skin and your bright smile. I love how your hips flare out and how you carry yourself. Yes honey, there is so much about you to enjoy and appreciate."

She pulled her light weight sleep shirt down and her breasts spilled out as she said, "Now tell the truth these are what get to you."

He leaned over and cupping his hand under the nearest one he kissed her nipple and then teased it with his tongue before he smiled up at her and said, "I do worship them, but what I said I mean, and thank you for this honor."

"I told you I like to be naked."

"Then get naked and slip into bed with me and we'll talk until one or both of us fall asleep."

"You're smooth Mac, but I'm on to you."

"I promise I will not attempt to make love to you. Well unless you say I can. That would change everything."

"You promise."

"Absolutely." She smiled at him and then stood up and watched his eyes as she stripped her night clothes off and then got back into bed with him. "I'll even ask permission to kiss you."

"Permission granted." He leaned into her and felt her impressive warm breasts against his chest and he again cupped one as he kissed her warmly. "Very nice and I hope that isn't the only kiss we share while I'm here. But what was with the hand on my breast?"

"That's the way I prefer to kiss love."

"Oh you devil you. Okay, I like the way you kiss."

"I like your kisses and I love being in bed with you."

"But you won't mention this to Liz right?"

"Would you like me to?'

"I really don't care, but for now at least, let's keep this our secret."

"Then it shall be so. Want to hear more about the island?"

"Let's save it for tomorrow night. It makes for very interesting pillow talk. Night sexy," and she scooted down and turned her back to him before she moved back until she felt him against her backside.

Chapter Eighty Three

Friday started with Sissy naked in the kitchen when Mac appeared wearing nothing but a smile. "I'm really going to enjoy having you here love."

She studied him from smile to soft cock before she said, "You're going to have to kick me out when all of this is over. Let's enjoy this while we can, but we'd be wise to be covered up before any of the others arrive."

"Why do you think that. Liz has seen me naked."

"I was sure she had for some reason, but not Allie, Martin or Beth, and none of them have seen us naked together. I don't see what we're sharing as wrong, but something tells me we need to take that caution."

"I respect your wishes and your wisdom beautiful, and yes damn it, you are beautiful from feet to hair. I mean on your head of course," and they both laughed before she poured the coffee.

Sissy tasted her coffee and then said, "The more I think about it, I better keep something on, at least for the first two or three days. I can be naked as soon as everybody leaves tonight."

"Which will be much earlier. Darren is home so Liz will want to get back home. I doubt that Martin and Allie even come over until later if at all, and I don't know about Paul or Beth, because they could be at one of the other homes."

"Now Paul is an interesting specimen of manhood. Young and so solid looking. Bashful, at least to some extent anyway, and rather handsome in a young sort of way."

"He does have a boyish charm that I'm sure women would...will find appealing."

"That boyish charm along with his muscles will turn some heads. Okay honey," and she gave him a quick kiss before she went to dress.

Sissy had been gone no more than a minute before Liz appeared and smiled. "Nice, can I hope that you'll be...wait, where's Sissy?"

"Getting dressed. I just came out for coffee."

She slapped his ass and said, "Well go get something on or she'll catch you naked with me."

"I don't mind."

"Go, okay?" He smiled, and careful not to spill his coffee, he went to his bedroom before Sissy could reappear.

The day went smoothly and quietly. There was plenty of traffic up and down their street and even around the lake as people watched construction continue, and some went around the whole area looking at building sites all marked off with colored stakes with streaming ribbon tied to the tops. Nobody came to their door to ask questions so taking turns they all had time to get some sun on the patio. Later in the afternoon, Paul was at Allie and Martin's ready to pretend to work if somebody came to the door, and Beth was at Liz and Darren's. "Sissy honey," Mac said, "If you want to strip and get some sun, I'll listen for the door and warn you if you need to cover up."

"I want to do my share."

"You're fine. Nothing is happening anyway. I'm happy to see the realtors working their asses off, but our part doesn't seem to be as helpful as I thought we might be."

She smiled and stripped, gathered her few garments and headed for the patio with her slightly pale but still copper ass swinging for Mac's benefit.

Beth came through the short fence about mid afternoon and stopped for a second. The sight of Sissy leaning back in the chaise lounge with nothing on surprised her, but she smiled and then walked over to her. "Don't you look about comfortable."

Sissy smiled without opening her eyes and said, "I'm very comfortable. Join me why don't you."

"I don't think I can do that," and then she held up her little bag and added, "But I could put on my bikini."

"Go for it girl. Mac said he'd warn us if somebody came to the door. Of course you'll be fine in your bikini."

"Even this one?" and she pulled out tiny scraps of hot pink fabric and string.

"Oh you just have to put that on honey, if for no other reason than to tease Mac."

"He's seen and done so much that I doubt I'd tease him very much."

"Beth, you have a young and totally sexy body, and I don't care how many women Mac has seen naked, you'll get his attention. Just step around the corner of the house where he can't see you and change."

"Outdoors?"

Sissy laughed and said, "If you're even entertaining fantasies about going to that island, you'll have to be ready to experience a lot more than that."

"God Sissy, I so want to go to that island with Mac, but you're right, I could never find the guts to be naked on the beach in front of him and strangers."

"I can understand that, so you've decided."

"I think so. Talk about tough decisions though."

"I can only imagine. I was naked with Mac this morning."

Beth was stepping toward the corner of the house, but she stopped and said, "No way."

"I'm serious. I made coffee and we stood in the kitchen for a minute before we both got dressed."

"How did you find the courage?"

"Being naked is easy for me. I've never been bashful about taking my clothes off."

"I'm just the opposite."

"You'll almost be naked in that tiny bikini."

"But that just isn't...that doesn't bother me as much, I mean to have Mac or whoever see me like that." She didn't bother to go any farther and stripped while she and Sissy talked.

"Beth you have such a cute body. Fair complexion and cute curves. I'll bet you have more boyfriends than you know what to do with."

Beth smiled and said, "I'm pretty lucky in that department, but they've never seen me like this. Well I don't mean naked but in this tiny bikini."