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 ï>¿Bashful Bella's Bachelorette by Llorna

   A shy bride has naughty friends and zero sales resistance.

   "That's what you're wearing to the party?" Luna asked as I came out of
the bathroom.  I was staying at her house for the weekend.

   "It's my favorite color," I answered, smiling.  "You don't like it?"

   "It's a great dress," she replied.  "For a board meeting.  But we're
talking about your own bachelorette party.  Did you take your Mom shopping
with you?"

   My parents were conservative people.  I often got some good-natured
ribbing about my own views about various things.  But I'd got through
school and college without feeling the need to compete with my friends in
wildness.

   "No, of course not!" I glared at her.  "I loved it when I saw it."

   "Fine, fine." Luna held up her palms.  "I'm glad you agreed to stay with
me this weekend.  Can't have a party without drinks, and your parents don't
like you coming home tipsy."

   "It was really thoughtful of you to invite me here." I held her hands
and looked at her.  "And I'm grateful to Hazel and you for arranging this
party."

   "And Gianna.  Had to do it," Luna replied.  "Couldn't let you get
married and go across the country without giving you a good bachelorette
party." She turned as the doorbell rang.  "That'll be Hazel."

   "You're coming to your bachelorette party like that?" Hazel almost
echoed Luna as she came in with Gianna.  I saw that her deep green dress
was sleek and showed off her lovely bust.  My own blue dress was looking
shabby to me now.  "Come on, Bella!  That's a boring dress."

   "I bought it for this party," I said defensively.  "It's all I have
here. It's either this or nothing."

   "Well, as to that," said Gianna, grinning.  "A bachelorette should be
either drunk or naked at her party.  Which do you choose?"

   "Bella locks her bedroom door to change her socks," laughed Luna.  "And
she rarely drinks much."

   "Ummm, a sober bride in a business dress," said Gianna, shaking her head
and making a sad face.  "How'll the rest of us feel the party spirit?"

   "Our van is here," announced Luna from the window.  "Too late to get
drunk, Bella.  But you can get naked in two minutes."

   "Are you serious?" I glared at my three friends.  "Go naked to a party
where there'll be twenty people?"

   "Not a party, Bella," said Hazel.  "Your special day, your bachelorette
party.  And it's not random people, but school friends.  We've known each
other for years."

   "A bachelorette party only rocks if the bride does something special,"
said Gianna, looking at me.  "We don't have strippers or anything really
wild.  Getting naked will create some buzz for the party."

   "No, but." I stopped as my three friends all looked at me.  "I've heard
of brides doing things at their bachelorette, but..."

   "Come on, girl, have fun on your special night!" Luna encouraged me. 
"Aren't you going to outgrow Bashful Bella ever?"

   I'd hated that name when I was in school, and somehow it had reached my
college, too.  Whenever I said no to some outrageous plan, the unkind name
would surface.  Luna bringing it up hurt.

   "Oh, okay," I said.  "Let's get to the party, and I'll try."

   "There'll be twenty of us all at once," said Hazel.  "It'll be difficult
for you to strip.  We're driving thirty miles to the villa and picking up
friends in ones and twos.  Best get undressed now."

   "Get naked into the van!" I was shocked.  "Are you crazy?"

   "No, it'll work for you, Bella," said Gianna earnestly.  "There's only
three of us here, and others will join gradually."

   "What about the van driver?" I demanded.

   "It's Fernanda, who used to drive our school bus." Luna tried to
reassure me.  "She moonlights on weekends."

   "But I can't just leave my clothes here and get into the van," I said
anxiously.  "That's too much."

   "Put everything into this box," said Hazel.  "And I'll carry it with us.
Any time you feel uncomfortable, you can get dressed."

   Luna opened the door and looked left and right.  She walked to the van
and held the door open.  Hazel walked out next, carrying the box holding my
clothes.  Gianna leaned against the wall, watching me.

   "Love that landing strip, babe," she said.  "Did you do it yourself?"

   I looked down at myself.  I'd shaved all my pubic hair but left a one
inch wide strip just above my labia.  "Thanks, Gianna.  Yeah, I did it
myself."

   "Well?" Gianna asked after a minute.  "Aren't you going to the van?"

   "This was a bad idea," I said.  "There are people on the street."

   "Not too many," she replied, peering out.  "Look, you go after this car
passes.  That bike is pretty far; he won't see much."

   "I can't run in these heels," I wailed as I set off.

   The biker was pedaling slowly as he approached us.  Suddenly he caught
sight of me, and his jaw dropped.  He stood up on his pedals to get a
better look and lost his balance.  I froze as he went tumbling with his
bike.

   "Come on, Bella," said Luna, holding the van door.  I climbed in, and
Gianna and Luna followed me.

   "Hello, ladies," said Fernanda, turning around from her seat.  Then she
caught sight of me.  "Oh, my.  Bella, you look beautiful!"

   "Thanks, Fernanda," I called back.  "Good to see you again."

   "Be careful who sees you," Fernanda said, laughing.  "One look at your
tetas, and that biker went for a toss!"

   We all burst out laughing.  I felt better about being naked.  The
powerful effect I had on that biker meant I wasn't just a victim.  The van
moved off smoothly as Luna went up front to guide Fernanda.

   "Here we are," said Hazel as the van stopped.  "Evelyn's place." She
looked left and right.  "Not many people, Bella.  Why don't you go ring the
bell?"

   "Yeah," said Gianna, giggling.  "See what your tetas can do next."

   I remembered Hazel's reputation as a prankster.  "No, thanks.  You might
drive off, leaving me."

   "No, no," said Hazel.  "Look, I'll come with you and carry the box with
your clothes.  You just ring the bell and get back in the van."

   I didn't believe I was doing this.  Completely naked except for my
shoes, I stepped out of the van after Hazel.  A couple was pushing a pram
on the sidewalk but had their backs to me.

   Hazel scooted to Evelyn's door, and I followed as quickly as I could on
my heels.  Reaching the door, I looked over my shoulder to make sure the
van was waiting with the door open.

   As I turned back to the door, I found myself looking at Evelyn.  She
must have heard the van stopping and opened the door.  Her mouth was open
as she saw my naked body two feet away.

   "My gosh, Bella!" Evelyn exclaimed.  "What are you doing!  Get in
quick!"

   She grabbed the hand I had raised for the doorbell and pulled me in. 
Hazel followed me in as Evelyn shut the door.

   "Super, Bella!" Evelyn said, recovering from her surprise.  "I didn't
think you had it in you!  You look awesome!"

   "Thanks, but we should be going," I said.  "We have to collect a lot of
people."

   "Yeah, sure," said Evelyn.  She raised her voice.  "Letty!  You want to
congratulate Bella?"

   Evelyn's younger sister, Leticia, came into the room.  She did a double
take on seeing me, then approached to shake my hand.  A young boy of about
eighteen followed her.

   "You remember my brother, Ian." Evelyn introduced us.  Ian was staring
at my body, moving his eyes from my breasts to the junction of my legs.  He
followed Leticia and shook my hand.

   "Can you get me some water?" Hazel asked.  She settled down on a couch
and put the box down beside her.  I glared at her.  She knew I wanted to
leave quickly.

   "I'll get some," said Evelyn.

   "So what's happening, Ian?" said Hazel, making herself comfortable on a
couch.  "College in the fall?"

   "Yes!" said Leticia.  "He got accepted to Franklin Tech!"

   "That's great!" said Hazel.  She held out a hand.  "Congratulations,
Ian."

   Ian tore his gaze away from my breasts and shook her hand.  I stepped
back, hoping to avoid attention.  "Thanks," he mumbled.

   "That's where I went," went on Hazel.  "It's a great college."

   "Oh, wow!" said Ian.  "Can you tell me the good places to hunt for
apartments?"

   "Of course," said Hazel, taking the glass Evelyn had brought.  "Why
don't you call me tomorrow?" She picked up a notepad and held out her hand.
"Bella, do you have a pen in your pocket?"

   I glared at her as everyone looked at my nakedness and laughed.  "Just
kidding," Hazel said.  "Evelyn has my number, Ian.  We can talk tomorrow."

   "We should go now, Hazel," I said.  The van had been bad enough, but
standing naked in Evelyn's living room made me conscious.  I was worried
her parents might walk in any moment.

   "Yes, we should." Hazel put the glass down.  "Leticia, just check if the
coast is clear.  We need to get these tetas to the van."

   "What are tetas?" asked Ian curiously.

   "It's a Spanish word," Hazel explained, stepping behind me.  Putting her
arms around me, she cupped my breasts and pointed them at Ian.  "These are
tetas."

   "Hazel," I hissed.  "What're you doing?  Let go!"

   "It's okay," said Evelyn, grinning.  "Ian turned eighteen last month."

   I didn't see what that had to do with anything.  But Hazel's hands on my
breasts felt rather nice.  I wished Ian and Evelyn weren't watching as she
squeezed gently.

   "Almost clear," called out Leticia.  "Run for it, Bella!"

   "I can barely walk in these shoes," I grumbled.  "What's almost clear?"

   "Very few people on the street," said Leticia, grinning.  "You're hot,
Bella.  Completely naked and those killer heels."

   Hazel was out the door, signaling to Gianna to keep the door open.  I
walked as briskly as I could and got in, ignoring the cars driving by.

   Fernanda was laughing as we climbed in.  She pointed to a teen sitting
on the road.  "That kid was skateboarding when Bella came out.  Poor guy
fell off the sidewalk."

   "These tetas are a public hazard," said Evelyn, grinning.

   "Scarlett's place next," said Luna.  "That's a busy part of town,
though. Maybe send Gianna to ring the bell."

   "Thanks, Luna," I said, with a withering look at Hazel and Gianna. 
"Certain people would rather send me naked all over town."

   "Oh, come on," said Gianna.  "You were just s'posed to ring the bell and
get back.  Evelyn just grabbed you in."

   Luckily, Scarlett was waiting outside her house as we drove up.  She got
in, and Fernanda started again.

   "Whoops!" Scarlett said, catching sight of me.  "Is that you, Bella? 
Well, well!"

   "Well, it's my bachelorette," I said as she ran her eyes over me. 
"How're things with you?"

   "Lily's house next," said Luna.  "But it's across town.  "Gemma and
Tatiana will be there, so we can pick them all up together."

   Gianna put her hand on my thigh as the van moved slowly through traffic.
It was dark now, and I let myself enjoy her caress.  Being naked in a van
moving through traffic was oddly exciting, I thought.

   "You're so smooth," Gianna whispered.  Her hand moved to cover my pussy
lips, and I gripped the seat in front.  "Spread a little for me, Bella."

   Wondering why I was allowing this, I spread my knees.  Gianna was
straight, I was sure, but she expertly inserted her finger through my labia
and located my clit.  I did my best to stop the moan that rose within me.

   The van moved slowly through the downtown roads.  I was dimly aware of
my other friends in the dark van talking to each other.  Hundreds of people
were around us as Fernanda drove our van along.

   But my focus was on Gianna's fingers on my clit.  She was exquisitely
gentle, moving her fingers side to side on my swollen passion bud.  My
breathing became ragged as I felt my excitement building.

   "You're lovely, Bella," Gianna breathed into my ear.  She nibbled my
earlobe as her fingers continued their mischief on my most sensitive part.
"Just touching you is giving me a high!"

   On and on, she drove me toward a climax.  I concentrated on keeping
quiet when it came.  I didn't want the other girls to know.

   Gianna looked around to make sure no one was watching us.  With her
other hand, she turned my chin and kissed me on the lips.  It was an odd
feeling, kissing a friend I'd known since childhood.  As she sucked my
lower lip, I felt the tension building in my belly.

   I clenched my teeth as my orgasm hit.  I could feel the waves of
pleasure start in my pussy and spread down my thighs and up my belly. 
Gianna felt my muscles spasming and slowed her fingers, smiling at me.

   "Gianna," I whispered.  I could feel wetness running down my thigh to my
knee.  "Please stop for a minute."

   "Only for a minute?" she said, grinning.  "And then continue?"

   "No, I don't know why I said that," I said, trying to catch my breath as
my orgasm wound down.  "Gosh, I need a tissue."

   "At your service," said Gianna, producing one from her bag.  "You get
really wet, don't you?"

   I nodded.  It had always been a problem.  I didn't have a very active
sex life, but even pleasing myself was...  productive.  I had to be careful
not to leave large wet patches.

   "Being naked is a turn-on for you?" Gianna asked.  "You came pretty
quickly."

   "Never done anything like this before," I said.  I thought about it. 
"Mixed feelings, Gianna.  I'm scared and nervous, but I'm excited, too. 
All of you, and that bike guy, and Ian, looking at me naked.  It's pretty
arousing." I looked at her.  "And you're pretty expert."

   "Girls know how to press the buttons, Bella," she whispered.  "Better
than guys." In a normal tone, she continued, "And it was fun.  We must do
it again."

   "What is fun?" Scarlett turned around, grinning, from the seat in front
of us.  I wondered if I'd given myself away.  Carter, my fiance, said I was
sometimes noisy when I came.  "I'm all for repeating fun things!"

   "Oh, just Bella letting herself go for once," said Gianna.  "Maybe we
can convince her for a repeat on her anniversary."

   "I think she made a special exception for her bachelorette," said Luna.
"We're at Lily's house."

   Gianna got off the bus and walked to the door.  She was back in a minute
with Lily, Gemma, and Tatiana.  She must have warned them about me, because
they didn't have a jaw-drop reaction.  I stood up and hugged each of them.

   Gianna had taken a seat in front of me, and I found Hazel sitting next
to me as Fernanda drove off.  Gianna handed a wad of tissues to me, which I
tucked into the seat pocket in front of me.

   Fernanda made two more stops, and more friends got on.  The van was
almost full now.  The girls were taking turns sitting next to me and
congratulating me, along with some giggling and good-natured comments on
how hot I looked naked.

   Hazel put a hand on my thigh.  "You okay?" she asked.

   "Yes, I'm fine," I replied.  I wasn't, but I was determined not to let
the Bashful Bella name surface tonight.  "All old friends here, after all.
We went to school together."

   "That's right," Hazel said, nodding.  "We've all known each other almost
twenty years now.  That's most of our lives!"

   "That's true," I said.  Fernanda had drawn up to the kerb, and Lily had
gone to ring the doorbell.  "Whose house is this?"

   "Last stop," said Gianna.  "The rest are coming directly to the villa in
a car.  This is William's house."

   "What!" I sat bolt upright.  To my horror, I saw William and Vincent
come out of the house and walk toward the van with Lily.  "Are you crazy?
I'm naked!"

   "Oh, shit!" said Hazel.  "What's Vince doing here?" She turned to me. 
"These are old friends, Bella.  I didn't think you'd have a problem."

   "But this is a bachelorette party!" I was trying to convey my anger
while keeping my voice low.  "You're not supposed to include guys.  It's
girls only."

   "No, you're thinking of a hen night," said Gianna, and I turned to her.
"That's girls only.  A bachelorette party is for all close and old
friends."

   I wondered how she could spout such crap with a straight face, but there
was no time to ask.  William and Vincent were almost at the van.  I looked
around wildly for some hiding place.

   It was futile, I realized.  It was my party, after all, and everyone
would be looking for me.  Nothing for it, I thought, but to brazen it out.

   Lily climbed in first, followed by Vincent and William.  Lily sat down,
and the boys moved to look for seats.  Fernanda helpfully turned on the
interior light, and Vincent suddenly saw me.  His mouth fell open, and he
tripped, falling down into a seat on his left.  Fortunately, it was empty.

   "Those are powerful tetas," said Fernanda from the front.  "That's three
guys taken a tumble because of them." The girls all laughed at Vincent, and
I joined them after a moment.

   William's gaze fell on me as Vincent dropped, and he stopped, stunned.
He ran his gaze over me as Hazel stood up and offered her hand.  He shook
her hand while staring at my breasts.

   Hazel was in the aisle, preventing William from moving ahead.  "Good you
came, William," she said.  "In spite of your early morning flight."

   "Er, yeah," said William, looking at her at last.  "I might leave the
party early if I can get a cab to come out there."

   "That's a bummer, but we're happy you came," said Gianna.  "Sit down and
congratulate the bride."

   Hazel was still blocking the aisle.  She smiled at William, and I
realized what she was doing.  Sure enough, William slid into the seat next
to me.  Oh, no, I thought.  I didn't even know him all that well during
school, and now I'm sitting naked next to him.  Fernanda turned off the
light.

   "So how're things, Will?" I asked, trying to keep the tremor out of my
voice.  "Where are you these days?"

   "I'm here," he said, looking ahead.  "Joined my Dad in the business."
Suddenly, he turned to me and held out his hand.  "Congratulations on your
marriage."

   I took his hand and shook it, murmuring my thanks.  His hand was clammy,
and I realized with delight that he was more nervous than I was.  I held
onto his hand in a fit of perversity, watching him get more and more
uncomfortable.

   "Excuse me," he said and stood up.  "I have to talk to Vince."

   Hazel came back to sit with me.  I punched her on the shoulder.  "This
is a prank too far, Hazel."

   "Oh, don't say that, Bella." In the dark, she put an arm around my waist
and kissed me on the mouth.  "I wasn't expecting Vincent to be here.  He
was to come with James in his car."

   I was angry at her, but her warm arm around my bare waist felt good.  I
turned my face to say something, and she met my mouth with hers again.  Her
arm tightened around me, pulling me closer.

   "How many," I began, too out of breath to finish a sentence.  "How many
guys have you invited to the party?"

   "It's mostly girls, don't worry," Hazel said.  "Fourteen girls.  And
everyone is an old friend." She moved her hand from around my waist to my
thigh, fingers spread.  Her little finger was close to my pussy lips.

   "That means," I said, struggling to control myself.  "Six men!  You want
me to be naked with six men and fourteen girls in the van and the party!"

   "Well, only William was supposed to be in the van." Hazel smiled
encouragingly.  The rest are driving to the villa separately.  And they're
all friends you've known most of your life," said Hazel.  "Old friends are
the best friends."

   "Yes, but...," I let my voice trail off.  "No, I can't do it.  It's bad
enough in this dark van, but in the villa, I can't.  Give me the box with
my clothes, please."

   "Of course," said Hazel and stood up.  I was surprised she had agreed to
let me get dressed so easily.  The next moment, she clapped her hand on her
forehead.

   "Oh, no," she said.  I couldn't see her expression in the dark.  "We
left the box at Evelyn's house."

   "You left it there deliberately," I said, trying to control myself. 
"There wasn't any need to take it there."

   "Excuse me," Hazel said.  "You were worried we would drive away, leaving
you naked.  So I got off with you and took the box."

   I glared at her.  Useless, of course, in the dark.  "But what'll I do?
I'm miles from home, and there's nothing I can wear."

   My voice must have risen because Gianna turned around in her seat.  A
short, low-voiced conversation ensued between her and Hazel.  Gianna turned
to me.

   "Don't worry, love; we'll arrange something for you." She looked at
Hazel.  "Can I use my phone for a minute?" She began tapping out a message.

   Hazel placed her hand on my thigh again.  I was quiet for a while,
hoping Gianna could get me some clothes.  In the dark, Hazel moved her hand
along my thighs till she reached my labia..

   "All set, Bella," said Gianna.  "James is driving some of the others in
his car.  I've asked Leo to bring a set of his girlfriend's clothes. 
Something free size.  So you'll have something to wear at the villa if
you're nervy."

   "I'm not nervy," I said, annoyed.  "But I wasn't expecting guys at this
party."

   Hazel flapped her free hand at Gianna, who turned to face the front
again.  Hazel continued her exploration of my pussy, probing for my clit
with a finger.  I gave a low moan as she found it and rotated her finger on
it.  I felt my clit swelling.

   "Did I hurt you?" she asked.  Her finger stopped, maintaining a slight
pressure on my clit.  Just enough to drive me mad with desire.

   "No, no," I said too quickly.  "It was fine.  You're so gentle."

   I saw her teeth in the dark as she grinned.  She leaned towards me, and
I opened my mouth to her.  Her finger started moving on my stiff passion
bud again as we prolonged the kiss.  "Turn a little, Bella," she said
softly, near my ear.

   I turned to sit with my back against the window.  Anyone overtaking us
would probably see my bare back in their headlights, but I was past caring.
The constant arousal of being naked among other people had shifted my sex
drive into extreme gear.

   Hazel slapped my thighs gently, and I spread them for her.  She inserted
first one, and then two, stiff fingers into me.  Gradually, she pushed them
deeper and deeper till her knuckles were pressing against my labia.

   We were outside town now, and the road was rough.  Fernanda was driving
slowly, but the van was bumping and lurching side to side.  Hazel wasn't
doing anything with her fingers, but the motion of the van was doing
delicious things inside me.

   A car passed us, and in the backwash of the headlights, I saw her
smiling warmly at me.  I smiled back with an effort.  The sensations inside
my pussy were rising into a storm.  Her fingers moved in and out of me as
our van swung and jumped.  I could feel my juices flowing out of my pussy
onto the seat.

   I felt for the wad of tissues Gianna had given me.  Separating a few, I
put them beneath me.  I knew my orgasm was imminent and would flood the
seat.  Hazel moved her thumb to find and massage my tender clit.

   In moments, a monster orgasm flooded my senses.  I bit my lip to prevent
myself from crying out.  Hazel moved her thumb off my clit as she sensed my
pussy contracting on her fingers.

   It went on longer than I believed possible, in part because the van was
moving Hazel's fingers in and out of me gently.  After a long, delightful
time, my orgasm tapered off, and I could breathe normally again.  I put my
hand on Hazel's elbow and squeezed it.

   She turned to me.  "Was it nice?" she whispered.  "Thanks for stripping
for us, Bella.  I'll always remember these moments."

   "I, I don't know what to say," I said.  "This was one of the most
awesome climaxes I've ever had.  I don't know what's happening to me."

   "It's the thrill of being naked," Hazel said softly.  "I was once
sunbathing nude, and some neighbors dropped in.  I had to hide naked behind
some bushes till they left.  Afterward, I just touched my clit and had an
explosive orgasm."

   "That's happening to me," I said.  "I'm straight, getting married to
Carter in five days.  But I just didn't want you to stop."

   I saw the gleam of her teeth as she smiled at me.  "Er, Hazel," I
whispered.  "Your fingers."

   "Oh, yes," she said and pushed gently, burying her fingers completely
into me.

   "That isn't what I meant," I said, giggling.  "Take them out, Hazel.  We
must be reaching the villa."

   "Your pussy feels like velvet, Bella," Hazel murmured.  "And it's
holding my fingers tight as if it never wants to let go.  I'll take them
out when we see the villa."

   "Don't do this, Hazel," I begged.  "I'm building up to another climax.
If I have it just as we reach the villa, it'll be very awkward.  Everyone
will know."

   "So hurry it up, love," she said softly.  "Concentrate on my fingers
inside your pussy.  Remember, you're completely naked in a van full of
fully clothed people.  Realize you're naked, and your clothes are at
Evelyn's house, twenty miles away.  Feel my thumb moving on your clit. 
Imagine all your friends standing in a line behind me to have a go at your
pussy.  Think of Fernanda turning on the lights in the van and everyone
watching my hand inside you.  Feel the breeze on your bare skin as you..."

   "Ah, ah, ah," I cried softly, as another climax rocked me.  It wasn't as
strong as the first one Hazel gave me, but my juices flowed out and soaked
the tissues I'd put there.  "Oh, Hazel!"

   She removed her fingers and grinned at me.  "Can you spare a tissue? 
Thanks." She wiped her dripping hand with a tissue I gave her from the seat
pocket.  I used the remainder to clean up my thighs and lower belly.

   "We're there," announced Luna.  "I can see the villa up ahead.  Get
ready to party, folks!"

   Gianna turned around in her seat.  "Those are some mad skills, Hazel! 
You got our Bella from simmering to boiling over in a minute."

   "You know?" I caught my breath while Hazel thanked Gianna for her
compliment.

   "I'm only four feet from you, sweetie," said Gianna, grinning.  "And I
have firsthand knowledge of what your orgasm sounds like."

   "Shut up!" I felt the heat rising in my face and neck.  People would
notice my red face and throat if Fernanda turned the lights on.

   "He, he, he," said Hazel.  "Sometime during the evening, let's have a
competition.  Who can get Bella off the quickest."

   "There's a nice bottle of Burgundy," said Gianna.  "If we don't open it,
we can have it as the prize."

   "You're mad, both of you," I said, trying to keep my voice low.  "I'm
not going to let twenty of you put your hands inside me."

   "I sense a degree of non-cooperation," Gianna said.  "We'll need ropes."

   "You wouldn't!" I said, horrified.

   Both girls giggled, and Luna, who had just joined us, raised an eyebrow.
"What's going on?"

   "You missed some good fun because you were navigating," said Gianna. 
"We'll tell you later."

   "No need to tell anyone," I said, and I could feel myself blushing.

   Fernanda had parked in the parking lot some way down the road from the
villa.  Luna stopped near her as we trooped out.  "I know you have to drive
us back, Fernanda, but come in and have something to eat."

   "Thanks," she said, smiling at us all.  "Maybe I will." She gave me a
thumbs-up as I passed her.

   Luna put her arm around my waist as we walked.  We were walking by the
side of the road, and cars passing honked as they saw me.  "How're you
doing, Bella?  I know it's tough for you."

   "I'm fine, I think," I said.  "But it's been two hours, and I'm looking
forward to having some clothes when James gets here."

   "You look great naked, sweetheart," she said, pulling me to her.  "And
I'm jealous of Hazel and Gianna."

   "Five of them are in James' car," said Gianna.  "I hope they get here
soon."

   The villa had bedrooms and a kitchen on the ground floor.  Our party was
on the first floor.  Half the floor was an open terrace, and the other half
was one large room with a balcony.  The caterers had laid out a cold buffet
and drinks and left.

   Once the bottles were opened, the party got boisterous.  James' group
turned up a few minutes later.  I enjoyed watching their reactions as they
saw me.

   The music started, and most of my friends hit the floor.  I found a
chair and watched my friends dancing.  Then I realized someone had joined
me.

   "Hi, Leo," I said.  "Thanks for getting me some clothes."

   "Shhh!" he said.  "If you get dressed, don't tell anyone I got you the
clothes."

   "Why not?" I stared at him.  "What's wrong with helping me out?"

   "You being naked is the special thing today," Leo explained.  "It's
keeping things edgy.  Once you get dressed, it becomes an ordinary party
with beer and buffet."

   "Seriously?" I didn't really believe him.  "Everyone's having a great
time."

   "Yes, but they all look at you from time to time," Leo said.  He
grinned. "Me, too.  You're looking stunning, Bella.  Unbelievable!"

   "Thanks, Leo," I said warmly.  "It's good to see so many friends
together."

   Leo raised his glass to his lips.  "Yeah, most of us live here, but we
don't get together so much." His gaze lingered on my breasts.  "Shall I get
you another drink?"

   "No, I'm good for a while," I said, indicating my glass.  Leo went to
the drinks table, and his place was taken by Javier.  "Hi, Javier.  Good of
you to come."

   "Of course, I came," Javier said.  "I received your wedding invitation,
too.  Carter, his name is, right?"

   We talked for a while about Carter and my plans after marriage.  Javier
was between girls, by his own admission.  "I have no trouble getting a
girlfriend, but they don't stay long."

   "How did Carter get you to say yes?" Javier leaned on the table, looking
at me.  He's had his fill of my breasts, I thought.  He's looking me in the
eyes.  "How long have you known him, anyway?"

   "A year or so.  We work for the same bank." I thought back over the past
year.  "He didn't get me to say yes.  I was dying to hear the question."

   Javier laughed and sat up straight.  "He must be quite a guy.  I look
forward to meeting him."

   "Thanks, Javier," I said.  "You'll meet him at the wedding, but that
hardly counts."

   "Yeah, wish he were at this party.  Would have got to know him." Javier
looked at the dance floor.  "You used to be a good dancer."

   "Don't know about that, but I enjoy dancing," I replied.  "We were
together in Mr.  Mateo's classes."

   "Don't I remember it!" Javier had been an enthusiastic participant. 
"You were so good at the salsa.  How come you're not dancing today?"

   "Free tetas and dancing don't go together," I said, smiling.  I knew I
wouldn't have to explain the word; Javier's family was from Bolivia.  "My
bits would be flying all over the place."

   Javier laughed and took another look at my breasts.  "You have lovely
tetas, Bella.  I feel privileged to be at this party."

   I didn't know how to thank a guy for appreciating my breasts, so I just
smiled.  Javier looked at my nipples and asked, "Are you cold?  Shall I
fetch you a drink?"

   "A bit chilly, yes," I said.  "I was thinking of getting dressed, but
not a drink yet, thanks."

   "No, no, don't do that," Javier said.  "Get dressed, I mean.  The party
will be so dead."

   "What do you mean?" I asked.

   "You're the excitement at this shindig.  You get dressed, everything
will be dull." Javier explained.  "I think no one here has ever seen you
bare before."

   "Yes, that's true," I said.  Then I hastily added, "I left town eight
years ago, after senior year."

   "You were seeing Lucas, I remember." We saw Lucas dancing languidly with
Lily.  "Didn't go that far?"

   "Mmm, it was off and on with him," I said.  "We would be happy for a
while, and then suddenly, he would start dating Beryl or Joanna.  Then he
would come back to me.  And then we both went to different colleges."

   "His bad luck," said Javier, running his eyes over me again.  He rose
with his empty glass.  "And Carter is a very lucky man."

   I thought of a set of clothes waiting for me in James' car.  I could go
down right now and be back, dressed, in ten minutes.  No underwear, but
drawstring trousers and a tee would cover my body.

   I was sorely tempted.  We were into the second hour of the party, and
I'd been naked for over three hours.  The party would last another hour or
two, I guessed.  There was plenty of liquor, and my friends were having a
good time together.

   On the other hand, everyone thought my being naked was important to the
party.  And it was my bachelorette, after all.  I was having fun being
naked, too.  Almost everyone had told me I looked hot with bare skin and
heels.

   Twenty more minutes, I told myself.  I'd get dressed after that.  The
loose tee and drawstring trousers were sure to be dowdy.  Did I want to
look shabby at my own bachelorette?

   "Bella." I looked up to see William.  "Just came to say bye."

   "Oh, yes," I said, standing up.  "You have an early flight to catch. 
Did you get a cab?"

   "I have a ride, no worries." William held out his hand, then hesitated.
I reached out and took his hand.  "Well, bye, Bella," he said.  "Thanks for
a great party.  And, uh, you look hot." I released his hand, and he
tottered away.

   "What's with him?" Lily was sitting at my table.  I sat down in my
chair. Sitting down kept half my body hidden by the tablecloth.  "Why's he
so shy?"

   "Dunno," I said.  "He was uncomfortable in the van, too." I swirled the
wine in my glass and finished it.

   "Let's get another," suggested Lily.  "I'm close to empty, too."

   "No, not right now, I think," I said.  "I don't have a strong head."

   "How many did you have before, you know?" Lily waved her hand at my
naked body.

   "No, none," I said.  Why would she assume this was a drunken caper?  "I
had my first glass when we got here."

   Her eyes opened wide.  "You rode naked in the van totally sober?  Wow!"
She finished her glass.  "And you're hardly drinking here."

   "Well, just being careful," I said.  "Naked and drunk doesn't sound like
a good combination."

   "They usually go together," Lily laughed.  "Girls get naked at
nightclubs after a few drinks.  How did you start out naked?"

   "Ummm, I had an awful dress," I said.  "And Hazel and Gianna said a
bachelorette needs the bride to do something special.  It just happened."

   "Those two!" Lily was laughing.  "And you were always so trusting,
Bella."

   "What do you mean?" I asked.

   "Nothing, nothing," she said, rising.  She held out her hand.  "Come,
help me get another drink."

   We walked to the table, and she poured herself a glass.  Turning around,
she looked at the dance floor and smiled.  She was holding my hand.

   "Lily?" I said.  "You've got your drink.  Shall we go back?"

   "You've been hiding behind that table for too long," she said, grinning
at me.  "Look at the dance floor now."

   A lot of people had stopped dancing and were staring in our direction.
As I looked back, they started moving again.

   "What's going on?" I asked Lily.

   "You're one hot naked girl in high heels, but you shouldn't sit down,"
she said, giggling.  "See what happened as soon as you walked here?"

   "Yeah, everyone was staring at me," I muttered.

   "Well, of course!" Lily was laughing.  "What do you expect, with that
banging body?  I've never been naked at a party, but I imagine I'd be
insulted if I wasn't the center of attention."

   "Well, that wasn't the idea," I said hesitantly.  "We just thought it
would add a little excitement to a bachelorette party."

   "A little?" Lily looked at me.  "Everyone is so aroused right now!  I'm
missing my boyfriend."

   "Ah, come on," I said.  "Oh, someone took our table."

   "Just circulate, hottie," she said, smiling.  "I'll be watching you."

   Left alone, I looked around at my friends.  I caught more than a few
running their eyes over me.  The four tables were all occupied, and I
guessed people were tired.

   I felt aroused myself by all the eyes on me.  I thought of Gianna and
Hazel in the van, and became even more aroused.  I felt a trickle of fluid
start down my thigh and was horrified.  Everyone would see my arousal.

   I picked up a box of tissues and moved to the balcony.  I put the box on
the table there and dried my thigh and belly.  Ignoring the single chair, I
leaned on the balcony rail and looked out, wondering if it would be safe to
rub myself.

   I turned as I heard a step and saw Lucas looking me up and down.  "Hi!"
I said, and he looked up from my legs.

   "Hi, Bella," he said.  "What're you doing out here all alone?"

   "Just catching my breath, sort of," I said.  "What brings you out?"

   "I needed to make a call," he said, looking around.  "You look
incredible, Bella.  Can't take my eyes off you."

   "Thanks, Luke." I felt good.  Lucas and I had gradually fallen out of
touch, but I had good memories of him.  "A secret call?"

   "No, just James.  I came here with him, and he's disappeared." Lucas
frowned.  "That Stay in Pants rule, so I sneaked out.  It's not important."

   I was intrigued.  "What's the Stay in Pants rule?"

   He laughed.  "Just something both Hazel and Luna said to us all.  Phones
stay in pants, guys.  This is our Bella, and she's getting married.  No
pics, no videos."

   I had a warm feeling around my heart.  "I have good friends," I said
aloud.  Lucas was letting his eyes run all over me.

   "That's not how it works, Bella," he said, coming closer.  "You gotta be
a good friend first.  God, you're lovely, Bella."

   It just happened naturally.  I stepped into him and turned my face up. I
felt the kiss all through my being as Lucas held me close by his hands on
my buttocks.  I turned away on breaking the kiss, and he put his arms
around me and held my breasts.

   "Luke, I don't think," I said breathlessly.  "We shouldn't."

   "Yeah, you're getting married next week," Lucas said, but his grip on my
breasts remained.  "But you're irresistible, Bella."

   I felt the desire rising in me and leaned back against him.  I could
feel his hard dick against my buttocks.  "You're hard, Luke," I said,
giggling.  "Feels good."

   "I've been hard for two hours," Lucas said.  "Since I got here and saw
you strutting this hot bod."

   "Really?" I pulled away and perched on the table.  "But I'm not
strutting!  Am I?"

   "No, you're not, Bella," he said immediately.  "It's the effect of those
heels.  Every guy here has a boner."

   I shivered and felt an explosion of warmth between my legs.  "Because of
me?" I said, hardly believing it.  I pushed myself further back on the
table.

   "Of course, Bella," Lucas said.  He brought the chair ahead and sat
close to me, his eyes at the same level as my nipples.  "We just couldn't
believe our eyes at first."

   He put his hand on my knee and raised his eyes from my breasts to look
at me.  Now, I knew I shouldn't be allowing this, but there was a fire in
me.  I nodded.

   Lucas moved his chair closer and stroked my labia as I watched the door,
alert to someone joining us.  His fingers ran up and down my slit, driving
me crazy with anticipation.  Then he pushed a finger through, rubbing it
around my clit gently.

   "Don't do this," I whispered.  "Go in!"

   Lucas was startled but found my pussy and entered.  First one finger,
then two.  "Wish it was my dick," he whispered.  He started moving his
fingers in and out.

   I felt around behind me and found the box of tissues.  Already, I could
feel a small puddle forming in front of me.  Lucas maintained a slow,
gentle rhythm, and I could feel my orgasm building.  In moments, I leaned
forward and held his head as his fingers pushed me over the edge into a
long orgasm.

   "You came really hard," he said, almost in awe.  "I felt your pussy
squeezing my hand."

   "I don't know what happened to me," I whispered, sitting up straight. 
"I don't usually come so quick, either." I tousled his hair.  "Skilled
fingers!"

   "Ha, ha, ha," Lucas laughed.  "I don't think so.  You were on edge,
Bella.  How long have you been naked?"

   I handed him a tissue from the box.  "About six-thirty," I said, wiping
myself.  "What time's it now?"

   "Half past ten," Lucas said.  "Where were you at six-thirty?"

   "Luna's place," I said.  Something he'd said earlier was bothering me.
"Luke, this Stay in Pants rule...?"

   "Well, okay," he said, misunderstanding me.  "It was phones and pricks
stay in pants.  Luna said we weren't to turn Bella's party into an orgy or
gangbang scene."

   I digested this for a moment.  "No, what I meant was, when did they tell
you this rule?"

   "Well, when Hazel phoned about ten days ago to invite," he said,
thinking.  "And Luna repeated it when she called to remind, about five days
back."

   "I...see," I said, slowly.  "Luke, not again?"

   "Why not?" His fingers had entered my pussy again.  "Do you have
something else to do?"

   "No, but," my voice trailed off as he twiddled his fingers inside me. 
"Oh, Luke."

   He withdrew his fingers slowly and then slammed them in.  I caught my
breath as he leaned forward and caught my nipple in his lips.  His fingers
inside me started a maddeningly slow beat in and out.

   I saw the curtain on the window twitch out of the corner of my eye.  I
hoped no one had seen us, but I didn't want to stop.  Lucas moved his mouth
to my other breast.  Opening his mouth, he took the nipple in his teeth and
nibbled it gently.

   My breathing became irregular as I felt the familiar tug in my belly. 
Lucas was still marching to a slow beat in my pussy.  "Don't make me wait,
Luke," I whispered.

   He speeded up his hand, and almost immediately, I came.  I felt my
juices flowing out of me as wave after wave of an intense climax shook my
body.  I felt Lucas bite down on my nipple and didn't care in the moment. I
was lost in the sensations raging through me.

   "Whoosh," said Lucas.  "I totally loved that, Bella."

   "You're nuts, Luke," I said, running my finger along his jaw.  "I loved
it, too.  Can you take your hand out?"

   He did, and just in time.  The door swung open, and Hazel came out onto
the balcony.  "Hi, guys," she said.  "Am I interrupting something?"

   "No, no," said Lucas.  "I was just going to get another drink. 
Congratulations again, Bella."

   Hazel sat down in the chair and pulled it close.  "My turn now,
sweetie," she said, and slapped the inside of my thighs.  I spread my knees
automatically.  She inserted her fingers inside me and smiled.

   "What do you mean, my turn?" My voice was slurred.  Her hand was
touching me at all my secret places.  I was still sensitive from the two
orgasms I'd just had, and my senses were overwhelmed by her light touch.

   "He, he, he," Hazel giggled.  "I saw the way Lucas was holding his hand.
It was pretty obvious where it had been."

   "Hazel!" I tried to be angry, but how could I, with her hand driving my
pussy and me closer and closer to an orgasm?  I'll talk about it later, I
thought.  I closed my eyes, no longer caring about anyone watching me. 
Hazel teased me, excited me, and lit a fire in my lower belly with her
skilful fingers in my pussy.  My breath caught in my throat as she speeded
up her fingers.  Putting my hands on the table behind me, I surrendered
myself to the climax that engulfed me.

   "That was marvelous, Bella." Hazel took a tissue from the box and used
it.  I took a few and tried to clean myself and the table.  "You came so
fast!"

   "I can't help it, Hazel," I confessed.  "So many people looking at my
exposed body.  I'm continuously horny since coming here."

   "Poor dear," she said, hugging me.  "You've been naked for hours.  Let's
get you the clothes from the car."

   "My feet are killing me," complained Hazel as we walked towards the van.
I was grateful there was very little traffic now.  "I helped at a garage
sale earlier.  Was on my feet all day."

   "The parking lot could have been closer," I agreed.  "But at least
there's no one around this late.  I can't see James's car, can you?"

   As we reached the van, it became obvious there was no car there.  We
reached the van and walked around it.

   "Damn," said Hazel in frustration.  "All that walking, and you're still
naked." She grinned.  "Not that I mind, of course."

   I put my arms around her as she came closer.  I could feel her warmth
all along the front of my body.  She held my face as we kissed.  Two cars
passed by on the road, but we were hidden behind the tall van.

   "You're a great kisser, Bella," said Hazel as we walked back.  "And
kissing you naked under the stars is fun!"

   "We must do it again," I said.  "With you naked next time."

   "Not me!" said Hazel.  "I'm not gutsy enough for this."

   I looked at her.  Another car was approaching, but I continued walking.
After hours of nakedness, I no longer cared if a drive-by saw my body.  The
car passed, and two older guys inside cheered and whistled.

   Fernanda met us on the stairs.  "Oh, hello, Hazel.  James went to drop
William at the airport.  He gave me a bag for you."

   I looked at Hazel, who groaned.  "Another walk to the van!" She held the
banister for a moment before turning.

   "I think it has clothes for Bella.  Fernanda smiled at me.  "So you can
come and take it.  Keep the tetas warm, eh?"

   "Yes, we'll come," said Hazel, but I put a hand on her shoulder.

   "I think the party's about done," I said.  "The music's stopped.  Let's
go up.  I'll have the clothes soon enough."

   "You're the best, Bella!" Hazel kissed me again.

   The party was winding down as we got back.  My friends came up one by
one to congratulate me again.  I'd invited most of them to my wedding, so I
told them we'd meet again soon.  The girls all hugged me, but the boys kept
a distance from my naked body.

   "I've arranged for a cleaning service to come around in the morning,"
said Luna.  "They'll dispose of everything and clean up.  We just need to
get the unused bottles to the van."

   Lucas and Leo carried the crate, and we managed the other bottles
between us.  Fernanda switched on the lights in the van as we all entered.
"Here's your bag," she said, handing it to Hazel.

   "Oh, clothes for our bride," said Luna.  "Great!  I'll wash them and
drop them at your flat sometime next week, Leo."

   "That's cool," said Leo.  "Do you get up Desmonton way often?"

   "Never been," said Luna.  "But I'll find it."

   "How far is it from your place?" I asked Luna.  I was holding the bag of
clothes handed to me by Hazel.

   "Well, I'm not going to walk, so don't worry," said Luna.  "Just get
something on."

   I shook my head.  "It's dark in the van, and we'll be at Evelyn's place
soon.  I'll get dressed there." I handed the bag to Leo.  "Thank you for
helping me."

   "You're going to ride nude again?" asked Scarlett, sounding amazed.

   "Let the public be warned," cried Gianna.

   "The tetas are coming!" said Javier, grinning.

   "Clear the roads!" intoned Vincent.

   Hazel chipped in.  "And all should cry, beware, beware.  Her flashing
eyes, her tetas bare."

   "Your Literature major is showing," I said grumpily, falling into my
seat.  I turned around to put my back to the window as Gianna slid into the
seat next to me.  Hazel was in the single seat across the aisle.

   "Although," said Gianna softly.  "Your tetas aren't all that's bare."
She ran her fingers over my labia, and I shivered.

   "At least," I said.  "Wait till Fernanda puts the lights out."

   "I can't wait," said Gianna, though Fernanda did put the lights out just
then.  "I've been waiting to do this since you were on the balcony." Her
fingers found my clit and took a gentle grip.

   "What!" I remembered to keep my voice low.  "How did you know?"

   "I was sitting in the window near you," she said, grinning.  "I was
watching Lucas eating your boobs and fingering you."

   She was tugging my clit gently, and I moaned.  She changed direction,
and now her fingers were grinding my rapidly swelling clit into my pelvis.

   "When you came the first time," Gianna continued, "I was ready to come
to the balcony.  But Lucas stayed and did you again.  He bit this nipple
hard, didn't he?" She touched my breast tip with her free hand.  Her other
hand was doing delicious things to my clit.

   "And then Hazel barged in," said Gianna.  She pushed her fingers into my
pussy.  I was soaking wet, and she was able to go deep without resistance.
"When she finished, I realized you'd had three orgasms in twenty minutes,
so I let you be."

   I was speechless.  Gianna had watched two different people play my pussy
to three orgasms.  Her own fingers had brought me to the brink of another
now.

   "But now, you're mine.  Evelyn's house will take an hour, at least."

   "Don't be greedy, girl," said Hazel from the seat across the aisle. 
"You can have thirty minutes, then let Luna have her turn."

   "No, I'm fine," said Luna from the seat in front of me.  "She's all
yours, Gianna.  Unless Hazel wants a turn."

   I protested.  "You guys are making a game out of..." Gianna put her lips
on mine and silenced me.

   * * *

   "You brute," I exclaimed.  I'd staggered on getting out of the van and
fallen to one knee.  "I can't even walk!"

   The girls giggled, even as Evelyn held a finger to her lips.  "Come on
in, girls," she whispered.  "Everyone will be asleep.  But let's not wake
the neighborhood."

   Inside, I saw with relief that my box of clothes was sitting near the
couch.  I looked down at myself.  My lower half was a mess.  The box of
tissues had run out early, and my pussy juices had flown freely down both
my legs.

   "Can you find me a tissue, please?" I asked Evelyn.

   She looked at me and suppressed a smile.  "I don't think a tissue will
cut it.  Why don't you go up and have a quick shower instead?"

   "Upstairs?" I said uncertainly.

   "Yes, first door on the right up the stairs.  Everyone will be sleeping.
It won't take you long," said Evelyn.  She added helpfully, "You're already
naked."

   The other girls giggled, and Gianna asked, "Do you need help?  I can
bathe you."

   "You stay away from me till I get some clothes on," I said, provoking
more laughter.  I went up the stairs as quietly as I could.

   "Isn't it gorgeous?" Hazel was saying as she held up my dress.  I saw
the open box on the coffee table as I came down the stairs a few minutes
later.  "Bella has great taste."

   Luna turned to me.  "Can I borrow this for a party next week?"

   "Yes, sure," I said, somewhat confused.  I'd wrapped myself in a towel
after showering.  Being clean, out of my heels, and not on display felt
great.  "You mean you like this dress?"

   "I'll miss that party," said Evelyn.

   "When do you get back from Hawaii?" I asked her.  Dipping into the box,
I found my panties.

   "How did you know about Hawai?" Evelyn asked.  "We finalized the plan
just last night."

   "Ian told me," I said, stepping into my panties.  I waved my hand
towards the stairs.  "Just now."

   "You went up, showered, talked to Ian, and came down, all in five
minutes?" Hazel sounded impressed.

   "The concept you need is simultaneous," I said, sinking into the couch.
"We talked while I was showering."

   "You talked to my brother while showering?" Evelyn's voice went up an
octave.  "But you were naked!"

   "It's okay," I said, repeating Evelyn's words from the evening.  "Ian
turned eighteen last month."

   Evelyn looked upset.  "But why would you do that?  Why was he even
awake?"

   "He came into the bathroom while I was showering," I said.  I pulled my
panties up my legs under my towel.  "I thought he would leave, but he sat
down and got chatty.  He's excited about his first trip to Hawaii."

   "Chill, Evelyn," said Hazel.  "Bella didn't go into his bedroom.  These
things happen."

   "I'm going to drop the towel to put on my bra," I said.  "But promise
me, no more jokes about tetas."

   I dropped the towel, and Luna helped me close the bra.  "Do you really
want this dress for next week?"

   "Yep, if it fits," answered Luna.  "I don't have your, er, um, bosom."

   "He, he, he," I laughed with the others.  "I won't crumple it by wearing
it, then.  Let's just fold it into the box."

   "You'll go out like this?" Evelyn asked.

   "I'm better dressed than the last time," I said as the girls laughed. 
"And it's midnight.  Not likely to distract anyone."

   Fernanda started the van as we got in.  I turned to my friends.  "I
appreciate what you did for me -- telling everyone not to take pictures or
video.  But how did you know, ten days ago, that I would be naked?"

   "Well, we thought it would be fun.  Having you naked at your
bachelorette.  But naked pictures on the internet are not nice."

   I nodded.  "But how did you know I'd get naked?"

   "Oh, we knew you would," said Luna confidently.  "Two of us told you
your dress wasn't nice, and then we told you a bachelorette party only
rocks if the bride does something awesome.  We knew you'd do it."

   "You mean you got together to manipulate me?" I was angry and sad all at
once.

   "No, love," said Gianna, putting her arm around my shoulders.  "We're
telling you you're suggestible and too trusting.  Something for you to
learn from your bachelorette party."

   "What did you learn from this party, Gianna?" asked Hazel.

   "That even if you're straight, you can have a lot of fun with a naked
friend." Gianna looked at Luna meaningfully.

   "It's a personal preference, Gianna," said Luna.  "I love Bella, but I
don't want to have sex with her."

   "We didn't have sex," Gianna protested.  "Just some naughty fun."

   "Let's have another party on Bella's first anniversary," Hazel proposed,
changing the topic.  "Another hot party to remember."

   "But Bella was naked for hours at the party today." Luna looked at me
and smiled.  "How do we top that?"

   "We could get two big dick strippers with Bella on stage and..."

   "Cut it out," I said.  "Don't even think such things."

   "Sex with strangers isn't for everyone," Luna said.  "She reacted quite
strongly when we suggested ropes.  Something on that theme?"

   "Great idea!" Hazel was excited.  "We can suspend her by her ankles. 
She'll look super sexy naked and upside down!"

   I put my hands on my ears as my friends burst out laughing.  "If Carter
and I have an anniversary party, I know which town to avoid!"