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 ï>¿Born To Be Naked by atarizona79

   Jasmine is an average girl except that she is always naked..

   Chapter 1

   It was a beautiful morning in early summer months in a small coastal
town in the state of Goa, India.  This place was a hidden gem with
virtually no tourism.  On the west side there was a long stretch of
pristine beaches and mountains lined the east side of this secluded town.
This small community enjoyed all the comforts of the modern world, thanks
to the administration of the town led by Andrew D'Souza for the last thirty
years.

   Andrew had suffered a heart attack that morning.  An ambulance was
rushing him to the hospital.  He was accompanied by his family that
included his wife Rosie, 23 years old son, James, and 21 years old daughter
Jasmine.  The ambulance arrived at the emergency entrance of the hospital
and killed the blaring sound.

   Neha Singh, a very young doctor who had recently completed her
internship, was in charge of emergencies that day.  She immediately swung
into action and was being briefed by a nurse as they were running through
the lobby.  When they were about to enter the ICU, Neha stopped just for a
moment.  A second ago, in the lobby, she noticed the patient's family
huddled together.  A young man was holding an old woman and a young woman
in each arm, consoling them.  It is a very common sight at hospitals. 
However something she noticed through her peripheral vision was totally out
of place.

   "I think the younger woman in the man's embrace is naked," whispered Dr.
Neha to the nurse.

   "Oh yeah, that would be Jasmine," the nurse said.

   As if it explained everything.  And the nurse closed the doors.

   A couple of hours later Dr.  Neha stepped out of the ICU.  Patient's
family was surrounded by many people.  Some of them rushed towards her, the
patient's wife was ahead of them all.

   "Mrs.  D'Souza?" Dr.  Neha asked.

   Mrs.  D'Souza was shaken but managed to ask, "Yes, that's me.  How is my
husband?"

   "He is doing fine now.  We ran several tests and there will be a few
more later today.  It was a mild heart attack, as you may have suspected,
but he is out of danger now," Dr.  Neha assured her.

   James and Jasmine made their way out of the crowd and stood next to Mrs.
D'Souza holding hands.  Neha still could not believe what she was seeing
right in front of her.  Jasmine was standing there stark naked.  She did
not have a stitch of clothes on her body.  Neha quickly sized her up. 
Jasmine was about 5 and a half feet tall, had silky black hair reaching to
her shoulders.  She had beautiful brown colored eyes, and had full lips on
her slightly round face.  Her breasts were probably the best Neha had seen
so far.  They were perfectly round with rose bud nipples.  She was standing
with her legs crossed but from what Neha could see, she had perfectly waxed
pubes.  With such a beautiful face and a figure that any girl would kill
for, Jasmine could easily pass for a model or a film star.

   Mrs.  D'Souza introduced them, "This is my daughter Jasmine and he is my
son James."

   Her voice snapped Neha back to reality.  She had a strong urge to ask
why on earth she was naked but she was too astonished to say anything. 
Being a doctor, she had seen her share of naked bodies.  But this was
something altogether different.

   Neha thought, even considering the worst case scenario where they had
rushed their father to the hospital and Jasmine didn't even waste a minute
to wear something, assuming she was already naked, it did not make any
sense that nobody, especially her family thought of draping her with a
sheet or something once they were at the hospital.  And if it wasn't
enough, nobody around her seemed to be bothered by her nudity.  Everyone
was behaving as if everything was absolutely normal.

   Neha was called out to another emergency and had to leave.

   She was occupied for the rest of the day but she constantly had Jasmine
in the back of her mind.  She did not see her again that day and did not
get an opportunity to ask anyone about what was the deal with the naked
girl.

   Next morning, Neha was on her rounds to check on her patients.  She was
satisfied with Andrew's numbers on the chart.

   She was making some notes while chatting with him when someone called
out in a sweet voice behind her, "Hello Doctor, may I come in?"

   Neha, without turning, said, "Please come in, I will be out of here in a
minute."

   As Neha looked up from her notepad, she saw the cutest naked bubble butt
walking towards Andrew's bed.  Obviously it was Jasmine.  She was wearing
only a pair of sneakers and carried a small purse over her shoulder.  She
sat on the edge of the bed next to her father.  She then reached out to
hold his hand and brought it closer to her cheeks.  Leaning her face on his
hand, she closed her eyes.  She was probably just thankful for him alive
and contemplating how badly it could have turned out.

   Neha couldn't help but notice that her succulent bare breasts were
brushing against the back of her father's hairy arm.  Her father was
unfazed by that touch and patted her head with the other hand as if to
assure her that the worst was over.  Despite Jasmine's out of place nudity,
it was an emotional picture.

   Neha could not take her eyes off Jasmine.  She did not want to leave the
room even though her business there was over.

   "How are you doing, Dad?" Jasmine asked after a few quiet moments when
she just stayed there with her eyes closed.

   "I am absolutely fine darling.  In fact, I am ready to go back home."

   "Mr.  D'Souza, we are keeping you under observation for the next 36
hours, if not longer," Neha said.  If she could, she would keep him there
forever just to see Jasmine everyday.

   "You got to listen to the Doctor's orders, Dad," Jasmine said in an
authoritative tone.  "We were so worried when you collapsed yesterday
without any warning.  Mom has been an absolute wreck since yesterday."

   "I know, dear.  I had to force her to go home last night; she was not
ready to leave my side.  If it was up to her, she would have slept here
next to me all night."

   "And do you know what she did the first thing today?  She woke me up and
sent me here to check on you.  She did not even let me get dressed.  Look
at me," Jasmine stood up and circled around herself as if to prove that she
was really naked.  Then she looked at him with a completely innocent face
and fluttered her eyelashes.

   The daughter and father burst into laughter together.  Neha felt like an
intruder in their inside joke, which she obviously did not understand.

   After spending a few minutes, Jasmine looked at the clock and said, "Oh
God!  I have to run, or I will be late for college.  Bye Dad, bye Doc."

   And with that she was gone.  Neha thought her father would say something
about Jasmine, probably to defend her nudity, but all he said was, "God
bless that child!"

   Neha wondered if she was rushing to get dressed for college.  After all,
who goes to college naked?  She knew that schools and colleges can be
brutal places for anyone.  Going naked to college is nothing short of
commiting suicide.  She convinced herself that Jasmine would go home, get
dressed and then go to college.

   Later that evening, Neha was leaving for the day.  She noticed from the
end of the lobby that Jasmine was back at the hospital.  It was not
difficult to spot that girl.  She was perched over the counter talking to
someone at the reception.  Jasmine's bare breasts were pressed on the glass
countertop and her flattened nipples could be seen from the bottom side of
the glass.  It reminded Neha of how they used to press their noses against
the car window as kids.

   "Hey Jasmine, how was your day at the college?" Neha asked as she
reached the reception.

   Jasmine straightened up and stood facing Neha.

   "It was great.  We are almost at the end of the semester.  I will be
graduating soon."

   "Did you come here straight from your college?" Neha had to ask even if
she sounded nosy.

   "Yes, I did, why?  My college is only two blocks away from here."
Jasmine said, pointing in the general direction of her college.

   Neha did not answer the question.  Instead she updated Jasmine on her
father's health status to divert her question.

   Jasmine left and Neha's gaze kept following her until she disappeared in
her father's room.

   Neha approached the reception and signed herself out on the iPad.  She
knew the hospital clerk, Rita, well enough.  She was like a nice motherly
lady who brought some homemade food last week for her.  Rita seemed to be
wrapping up for the day.

   Neha asked, "Hey, Rita, are you leaving?"

   "Yes, madam, was there anything you need me to take care of?" she said,
setting her purse down.

   "No, no.  I was just wondering if you have no plans for the evening,
maybe we could go out for a drink."

   Rita gladly accepted.

   As they were walking towards Neha's car, Rita said, "It is a bit early
for the only place in the town to open where we could go get a drink."

   Neha considered it for a moment, "In that case, is it okay if we go to
my place?"

   "Of course it is okay."

   It took them only a few minutes to reach Neha's house.  Neha showed her
bar and went for a quick shower.  When Neha stepped out, showered and
wearing her pajamas, Rita had already poured two glasses of wine and was
reading something on her phone.  Neha sat on the sofa across from Rita.

   After a small talk, Neha said, "Rita, you know I just moved here last
week and don't know much about this place or even this state.  I applied
for an internship here because I thought this being a very remote place,
would be in need of doctors and good facilities.  I was surprised looking
at this town, to say the least.  I liked it here, though it is too early to
say.  Before coming here, I used to think there was nothing I hadn't seen.
But, boy was I wrong?  I am unable to wrap my head around the fact that
there is a totally naked girl strolling in this town as if it is nobody's
business.  I mean how is that even possible?  What about her parents,
family, society, authorities, moral police and media?  How did..."

   Rita interrupted, "Sorry madam..."

   Neha corrected her with a smile, "Call me Neha, please."

   "Sure.  Neha, I know how shocking it would be to you.  We are so used to
it that I don't think anyone thought of mentioning it to you sooner.  All
your bewilderment is totally justified.  Let me start at the beginning.

   D'Souzas have been our neighbors since I got married and came to this
town years ago.  Jasmine and my daughter, Beth, are about the same age and
the best friends.  They literally grew up together and Rosie and I have
been like their second mothers.  I still remember the joyful moments when
we both were pregnant and both gave birth to beautiful daughters just a
week apart.  Jasmine was born first and Beth about a week later.

   I remember it all so clearly.  Jasmine never liked wearing any clothes
and she was always naked.  I think I saw her in clothes only a very few
times, maybe during festivals or on some special occasions.

   She is the baby in the house and got away with it when she was young. 
Mr.  D'Souza practically owns more than half of the town including schools
and colleges.  He is also politically influential.  So people in the town
and authorities did not really have the stomach to say anything about
Jasmine's public nudity.  It was Jasmine's mother who was tired of all the
gossip as Jasmine grew older.  Can you even blame her?  Which mother in
this world would tolerate that?  I also tried to talk her out of it but it
did not help.

   Even being her best friend, my daughter never showed any interest in
being nude herself, thank God!  She is too shy, exactly opposite of
Jasmine. Except for her nudity issues though, Jasmine is a daughter any
mother would envy.

   But like I said, her mother couldn't deal with all the criticism.  She
forced Mr.  D'Souza to send her to a boarding school hoping that it will
help her outgrow.  Jasmine completed her 12th grade there and returned back
home right after her eighteenth birthday.  I remember it because it was
Beth's 18th birthday the following week.

   Jasmine hadn't changed a bit.  If anything, she got bolder when she was
away.  Her mom had restricted her from being out in public as much as
possible.  But after she was back from the boarding school, she started
going anywhere and everywhere naked.

   There she was, at Beth's biggest birthday party, standing next to Beth
completely naked.  Of course, Beth didn't mind, she was happy to have her
best friend back.  Beth still has a framed picture in her room hugging her
naked friend tightly right after the cake was cut.

   Jasmine started attending college here.  Her mother told me that she had
offered her two choices for college.  First was to start wearing clothes
and go to either of two colleges in the town or stay naked and she can only
go to girls' commerce college.  Jasmine obviously chose the girls' college.
Beth tagged along with her.  However weird it sounds, a clothed girl
hanging out with a completely naked girl every day, all day, I must say, it
was a beautiful sight.

   What happened in the next three years changed a lot of things for
Jasmine and this town.  She immersed herself in social work to care for the
poor and unprivileged.  Our hospital was one of her initiatives.  She
started a new school.  She helped bring two factories to the town and
created employment.  She became a sweetheart, a naked angel and people
started looking at her beyond her nudity.  Her father is her strongest
supporter and he does not seem to mind at all that she is naked in front of
everybody all the time.  As far as mainstream media, her father has kept
them away from her.  She still appears in the local newspapers with black
strips covering her private parts."

   This was beyond imagination for Neha.  After a few drinks and some more
chit chat, Rita left.  Now that Neha knew a lot more about Jasmine, she
ached for more.  She kept replaying images of Jasmine in her mind.  How her
hair looked like waves and her boobs bounced so gently and her perfectly
shaped ass swayed when she walked through hospital corridors answering
everyone's greetings.  How she was so natural and perhaps even more
confident than a woman in a business suit when surrounded by crowds at the
hospital.  Neha did not want to but needed to know more about Jasmine.  She
could hardly wait to see the Goddess again.  She kept dreaming about
Jasmine all night.

   Next morning, Neha went for a quick morning jog in the park next to
their bungalow community.  She was probably halfway on the track when she
saw Jasmine, running and heading towards her.  She was not fully naked
though.  She was wearing a black sports bra but no bottoms that day.

   As they were face to face, Jasmine stopped and rested both her hands on
hips.  She was sweaty all over.  A bang of her hair got loose and she
flipped it.

   Catching her breath Jasmine said, "Good morning, Doc.  I didn't see you
on the track before.  First time here?"

   "Good Morning!  Yep, my first time here, I thought I needed some
workout," Neha said.

   "Oh come on Doc!  You are in perfect shape.  This was my last lap, I am
going to cool down for a few minutes," Jasmine said, pointing to the
benches nearby.

   They sat on the benches facing each other.  Jasmine absentmindedly sat
with her legs apart.  She removed the band from her ponytail and shook her
head side to side.  Her pussy lips were parted giving Neha a full view of
cleanly shaved pussy.

   Jasmine immediately noticed Neha's hesitance and crossed her legs. 
"Sorry Doc, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

   Neha replied, "I should be the one apologizing, ogling at your pussy!"

   Jasmine started laughing, "If you don't mind, then I don't mind."

   Neha spoke next, "Jasmine, I will be honest.  I think you are the
greatest girl I have ever met.  I couldn't even imagine what kind of
courage is needed to stay in nude in front of everyone and have them love
you for something much greater.  I could not dare strip in my roommate's
presence when I was staying at the hostel."

   Jasmine blushed.  She did not hear this too often.

   Jasmine said, "Thanks doc.  That's nice of you to say.  I never feel the
need to cover up.  This seems like the most natural thing to do."

   A moment of silence passed.  An elderly couple on their morning walk
stopped near them for a quick chat.  Later a group of four young guys,
probably college students, jogged by and greeted her with, "Hey, Jasmine".

   Jasmine returned each greeting with a smile..

   "By the way," Jasmine said, breaking the silence between them, "Mom
wanted to invite you for dinner over the weekend.  Before you ask why, this
is a small community and it is a tradition of my family to welcome new
members."

   "That's very nice of your family."

   "Does Saturday evening work for you?  Hopefully Dad is discharged by
then."

   "Yeah, it works," Neha said.  Then in a teasing tone she asked,
"Jasmine, what's with the bra today?"

   Jasmine laughed, "I know, right!  I am not always naked; I wear this at
least for an hour each day."

   With that she pulled her bra over her head.  She said goodbye to Neha
and started walking towards the park exit.  Neha did not even make an
attempt to not stare at the perfect figure till she disappeared.

   Over the course of the next few days, Neha ran into Jasmine a few times.
Neha still could not get used to seeing Jasmine naked and each time her
heart raced at her sight.

   Finally it was Saturday, after a week that seemed to be very long. 
Jasmine had called Neha earlier that day to remind her about the dinner
plan.

   Neha didn't have to worry too much about what to wear that evening.  She
knew that she wouldn't be judged based on her attire.  She chose a simple
white blouse and a denim skirt.

   When she arrived at the D'Souzas, she thought that it was a much bigger
house than she had imagined.  It was almost a mansion.

   Jasmine's mother answered the door and welcomed her warmly.  Neha handed
her a basket of fresh vegetables she picked up on her way.  The house was
filled with the aroma of rice cooking.

   "So glad you could make it," Jasmine's mother said, letting her in. 
Pointing towards the large sitting area she said, "Please make yourself
comfortable." She called out for Jasmine.

   Jasmine and a young woman about her own age descended down the stairs.
As they reached down Jasmine did the introductions, "This is Beth, my best
friend since I could remember.  And Beth, this is Neha, new doctor at our
hospital."

   Jasmine, as Neha expected and hoped for, was totally naked.  Today she
was not even wearing shoes, a hat or any other accessory.  She did not seem
to be fond of jewelry as well because she wasn't wearing any.  It made her
appear more naked, if that was even possible.  Beth was wearing worn out
jeans and a yellow top.  Neha remembered and silently agreed with what
Beth's mother had said about seeing them together like this was indeed a
beautiful sight.

   Jasmine gave Neha a house tour, Neha was hoping for it when she saw the
house from outside.  It was obvious that D'Souzas were a pretty wealthy
family.  Carefully picked furniture, antiques, plush carpets provided each
room with an elegant look.  There were several family pictures on the
walls. Neha stopped and inquisitively looked at all of them.  In most of
the pictures Jasmine was completely naked.  She made a mental note of
asking Jasmine about these pictures at some other time.  Neha liked all the
pictures but one of them was immediately her favorite.  In that picture,
Jasmine was cooking something and was wearing a tiny apron without anything
underneath.  Only her right breast popped out because the apron sat
unevenly on her shoulders.  A bang of loose hair was hanging low.  The
picture was taken from behind her and she was half turned to pose.  So the
picture captured Jasmine's full ass, her right breast and her innocent face
with the most beautiful smile Neha had ever seen.

   All those pictures were also a confirmation of what Rita had told Neha
about Jasmine.  The pictures were taken over several years and on various
occasions and, oh boy, it was clear that this girl hated clothes.  Neha
almost didn't recognize Jasmine in one of the pictures where she was
dressed in a long gown.  They had a pretty good laugh about it.

   Jasmine's father was in his bedroom, about to go to the dining room. 
Girls spent a few minutes with him.  Jasmine's brother had just arrived and
was waiting for them at the dining table.

   "Dinner is ready," Jasmine's mother called out.

   Jasmine and Neha sat on one side of the table, facing Jasmine's brother
and Beth, and mom and dad sat at each end.  It was a multiple course meal
and Neha liked every bite of it.

   The conversation at the table was light and filled with a lot of
laughter.  Neha liked how down to earth the family was and she instantly
felt at home with them.  She also noticed that Jasmine's family was very
accustomed to her nudity.  Not once did anyone say or do something that
could be because a naked girl was sitting at the table where everyone else
was fully clothed.

   Jasmine's father asked Neha, "So Dr.  Neha, how do you like our town? 
Is there anything that we could do to make your transition here easier?"

   "I liked this place.  I am still getting used to it but I like it so
far," Neha said, this time with a bit more confidence.

   "Did you go sightseeing?  Not that there is a lot to see but we got a
few pretty places you might like," Mr.  D'Souza said.

   "Do you want me to take you around, Neha," Jasmine asked.  "We can go
tomorrow.  We can start with lunch at the beach shack and then check out a
few spots till sunset."

   "That sounds great," Neha said, already picturing a day out with a
gorgeous naked girl.

   After the dinner, Jasmine's mother and father retired to their bedroom
and Jasmine's brother went to the study room.

   Jasmine opened a bottle of wine and the girls sat out on the porch with
their glasses.  Weather was nice and warm with an occasional breeze.

   After a few glasses their conversation got much lighter.  Neha asked,
"Jasmine, first of all, my apologies, I asked someone at the hospital about
your lifestyle and learnt a few things about you.  It was totally
inappropriate on my part."

   "No worries, Neha," Jasmine said, patting Neha's knee, "I would do the
same if I were you.  It is not everyday you come across somebody like me."

   "If you don't mind, can I ask you something?" Neha asked.

   "Go ahead, I have nothing to hide," Jasmine winked.

   "How did you get here?" Neha asked with a gesture showing Jasmine's
naked body.

   "It is a long story.  I never thought I would be able to do it, I mean
be naked 24/7 and go on with normal life simultaneously.  I think, I am an
extreme exhibitionist.  I like the thrill of being naked in front of other
people.  However, I am a bit different than most of the exhibitionists. 
They typically flash or streak and are sneaky most of the times.  I am
fearless like a big cat.  I don't carry a little dress to slip on quickly.
Heck, I don't own more than a couple of dresses that are accumulating dust
in my closet.  Last time I wore proper clothes was a few months back!

   My parents dragged me to a few shrinks and I fully cooperated with them
to get cured if it indeed were some mental illness.  The shrinks separately
and unanimously concluded that I am mentally alright.  Their reports, which
my parents shared with me later, concluded that if I am forced to wear
clothes, I may comply but that would most certainly have several negative
impacts on my mind and body.  And they also stated that if I were allowed
to be naked anytime, anywhere, as I wished, I would probably achieve great
heights.

   My mother accepted their diagnosis, however, she was not willing to let
me go naked in public and become an object of lust.  She had no issues with
my nudity in and around the house as well as in front of immediate family.
My parents also tried to keep me away from home with a hope that it would
help.

   There was a period when I forced myself to wear clothes for ten days
straight just for the sake of my mother.  The results were devastating. 
When doctors examined me, they were certain that I would die because of
depression and there was nothing they could possibly do to save me.  It was
then that my mother told me that she did not give a damn about the world
anymore.  All she wanted was a healthy daughter and she couldn't care less
if she was wearing clothes.  My dad always supported me and I am sure he
helped convince my mom."

   "Wow!  That is incredible.  I didn't know this part.  You have been
through a lot," Neha said, hugging Jasmine.

   Beth chimed in, "I think your father is the coolest one with your
nudity. I saw you sitting in his lap playfully many times totally nude.  I
cannot do that with my father while I am fully clothed and cannot even
imagine doing that while I am naked.  You guys are definitely much closer
and open to each other than most fathers and daughters.

   Remember Jasmine, when you were called to hand over trophies after a
cricket tournament.  The crowd went wild and erupted in cheering when you
walked into the stadium holding your head high with a cricket bat on your
shoulder wearing nothing but gloves?"

   "Now that was fun, wasn't it?" Jasmine said, laughing and probably
remembering the details.  "Do you know, Neha, I am the only woman on the
board of our hospital?  And I am naked in every board meeting among all the
men.  You should have seen their faces when I walked in the board meeting
for the first time.  They must have thought I would be dressed up being an
executive but, hey, I make my own rules.  I have given speeches,
participated in sports, volunteered at charities, attended events and
pretty much done everything you can imagine while being completely naked."

   Setting her glass down, Neha said, "I understand how your family
supports you.  How do other people react up close?  Aside from family
honor, aren't there any safety concerns in going around like this?"

   Jasmine shifted in her chair, "Well, safety concerns are always there
but no more than any other well clad woman has.  As far as family
reputation, my father does not believe in that BS."

   Neha was silent for a moment looking into her glass, taking it all in.
When she looked up her eyes met with Jasmine's.  They both held the gaze a
minute too long.  Beth had to clink her glass to break their trance.  It
was obvious they adored each other very much.

   "Well, I should get going," Neha said, rising from her chair.

   Girls hugged each other.

   "Should I pick you up at about noon for sightseeing, Neha?" Jasmine
asked as Neha was getting in the car.

   "Deal," Neha said before she drove away.

   Neha was ready an hour before their scheduled time to go sightseeing. 
She was wearing jeans shorts and a red tank top that ended right above her
belly button.  She was subconsciously listening for any sounds of Jasmine's
arrival.  She heard an engine sound outside and knew it would be Jasmine.

   Neha stepped out and when she looked at Jasmine she knew she was in love
with this girl on a motorcycle.  She took a good long look at Jasmine
before descending from her porch.  Jasmine was sitting naked on a
motorcycle with both her legs stretched out touching the ground.  She was
wearing knee high brown riding boots.  Her hands held onto the handles.  A
pair of round sunglasses sat on her nose bridge but her eyes were visible
on top of them.  The nipples on her perfectly round, firm breasts were
erected and pointing straight forward.

   "If you are done looking at me shall we go?" Jasmine smiled and asked.

   Without saying anything Neha climbed behind Jasmine.  She slid one hand
very slowly beginning on the right side of Jasmine's bare torso.  She did
the same on the other side till both her hands were around Jasmine's waist.

   Holding Jasmine tight, she whispered in her ear, "Jasmine, I love you!"

   Jasmine slowly turned her head towards Neha.  Their lips were almost
touching now.  Neha was holding her breath to see how Jasmine would react.
She knew it was a sudden and bold move on her part but she was helpless,
driven solely by her heart.

   "I love you too, Neha," Jasmine said in a sultry voice.  Neha sighed,
relieved, and they started kissing passionately as if they were lovers
forever.

   Neha's hands moved up and started fondling Jasmine's breasts, slowly
massaging them and occasionally pinching the erect nipples.

   Jasmine broke the kiss and leaned her head on Neha's shoulder, facing
forward, eyes shut, moaning.  Taking it as a sign to move on, Neha slid her
right hand down Jasmine's flat stomach, only stopping for a moment to
explore her belly button.  Neha's fingers kept sliding down till they were
inside Jasmine's warm and wet pussy.

   "Oh my Gosh!  Neha, right there," cried Jasmine.

   "You like it, don't you?" Neha said, increasing her pace.

   "I am gonna come, oh my, I am gonna come, Neha..faster, faster."

   This continued for a few minutes and Jasmine came, still sitting on her
motorcycle.  Neha held her until her breathing returned back to normal.

   They continued with their kiss which was interrupted earlier.  "Now I am
ready to go sightseeing," Neha said, breaking the kiss.

   "Let me get cleaned up before we head out in the town.  People always
see me naked but they have never seen my pussy dripping like this," Jasmine
said, wiping off her pussy with two fingers.  She inserted her wet fingers
in Neha's mouth.  Neha sucked on Jasmine's fingers deliciously.

   "Let's get you cleaned up inside," Neha said.

   With that they went inside, holding hands and closed the door behind
them.



   Chapter 2

   Neha's two bedroom house was modest but very neat and clean.  Jasmine
kept following Neha hoping that she would be shown a bathroom.  Instead she
was led into Neha's bedroom.  Neha suddenly turned around and they stood
facing each other.  Jasmine made the first move and started removing Neha's
clothes.  She unbuttoned her shorts and it fell around her feet.  Neha
kicked it away.  Then she pulled Neha's top over her head.  She was not
wearing underwear or bra.  As soon Neha was naked, they hugged.  Their
boobs crushed against each other and were squeezed between their bodies.

   The kiss this time was just as hungry as they devoured each other's
sweetness.  Jasmine gently pushed Neha and sat her on the bed.  She got on
her knees and buried her face in Neha's thighs.  Neha slowly lied on her
back and closed her eyes.  Neha's whole body shivered at the intense
pleasure that Jasmine was giving her.  Jasmine herself was wet all over
once again.  While she was enjoying Neha's womanly juices, she couldn't
hold herself anymore and her hand reached down to start rubbing her own
pussy.

   Neha sat up and pulled Jasmine on the bed.  As if the next move was
orchestrated, they got into sixty-nine position with Jasmine climbing up on
the bed and Neha quickly turning 180 degrees under her.  Both of them got
busy getting and giving as much pleasure as humanly possible to each other
without holding anything back.  Neha came first followed by Jasmine right
behind

   Jasmine turned around and kissed Neha.  Then she fell on her back and
lay down next to her.  Both of them said nothing but continued to enjoy the
bliss quietly.  A few minutes later when Jasmine turned her head to look at
Neha, she found her asleep.  Jasmine sat up to take a good look at Neha's
naked body.  This was the first time she was really seeing her.  Neha
turned on her side, still sleeping, and was facing Jasmine.  Neha was paler
than Jasmine.  Her long legs were toned due to regular running.  Her
proportionate hips gave away to a narrow waistline.  She had a small ring
pierced on her belly button which Jasmine didn't notice earlier.  Pink
nipples on her slightly bigger than Jasmine's own boobs, were still hard.
Jasmine lay down and held the hard nipple in her mouth slowly sucking on
it. Neha, still asleep, instinctively pulled Jasmine's head closer and
crossed her leg over her body.

   Neha woke up a few minutes later.  This time, Jasmine was asleep but
held Neha's nipple between her lips.  Neha thought she must have fallen
asleep while sucking on it.  Neha didn't want to wake her up but she had to
go pee.  She slowly pulled her breast away from Jasmine.  With this
movement, Jasmine stirred but remained asleep and her lips tightened their
grip on Neha's nipple.  It only made things worse for Neha.  She gave it a
few seconds to avoid startling Jasmine again and then continued to pull
herself away to free her nipple.  Finally it came free from Jasmine's mouth
making a soft pop sound.  Jasmine did not wake up, but her lips started
searching for what was taken away from them.  When her lips stopped moving,
Neha slowly slipped away.

   She tiptoed to the bathroom and relieved herself.  Then combed her hair
and touched up on her makeup.  When she returned to the bedroom, Jasmine
was just waking up.

   "Hey sleepy head," Neha called out.

   It was just over a couple of hours since Neha had climbed on Jasmine's
motorcycle.  But it felt like a long time ago.

   "Where am I, what did you do to me?" Jasmine said dramatically,
pretending to be confused and covered her breasts with her hands as she sat
up.

   "Very funny!  Hey, do you still want to go sightseeing and lunch?  I
have a leftover pizza enough for both of us if you prefer to eat here and
ditch the sightseeing for today," Neha said while getting dressed.

   "Why don't we drop the sightseeing and just go for lunch?"

   "That's totally fine by me," Neha said.

   Jasmine got off the bed and went to the bathroom.  She didn't bother
closing the door as she peed.  Then she splashed cold water on her face
like she always did after waking up.

   "Do you mind if I use your makeup?" Jasmine shouted while looking at her
reflection in the mirror.

   "Help yourself to whatever you want."

   Jasmine set her hair, applied some light makeup and finished it with her
favorite pink lipstick.  She also soaked a towel in warm water and wiped
her pussy and inner thighs.  She did not want any visible residue.  Then
she sprayed deodorant liberally all over her body.

   She emerged from the bathroom looking refreshed.  Neha was scrolling
through her phone, sitting on her recliner.

   "So, where are we going for lunch?" asked Neha without looking up.

   "I am in the mood for some fulfilling food.  How about we go to
Poornima? It is supposed to be authentic North Indian food," Jasmine said,
doing air quotes for 'authentic'.

   "I am starving," Neha said, "anything is fine with me."

   There was a long pause and Neha didn't get up.  Jasmine thought she was
probably rethinking.

   "Are we waiting for something?" Jasmine finally asked.

   Suddenly realizing her mistake, Neha laughed, "Oops!  I was waiting for
you to get dressed.  It is out of habit.  I almost forgot that you will be
going naked."

   "Do you want me to wear clothes," Jasmine teased her.

   "God, no!  Let's go," Neha said and dragged her out.

   Poornima was a hillside restaurant located on the other side of the
town. That meant they would have to ride through the traffic and then take
the highway.

   Neha climbed on the motorcycle behind Jasmine and wrapped her hands
around Jasmine's waist.  With a flick of a switch the powerful engine
roared back to life.  It almost looked like power overkill with two
lightweight girls on the motorcycle.

   Jasmine navigated her motorcycle very skillfully.  She must have been
riding for years to be able to control that monster so easily.  Several
heads were turning in their direction.  Neha thought what a beautiful sight
they must be to anyone looking at them.  She also wondered if those looks
were due to a naked girl riding a motorcycle or a stranger girl riding
behind her.  She thought it was probably the latter one.

   They left the traffic behind and started speeding on the highway.  The
highway ran parallel to the sea and you could smell the sea.  Neha was busy
looking around enjoying the ride.  Then she rested her chin gently on
Jasmine's shoulder.  The cool breeze from the front and warmth of Neha's
body on the bare back was enough to arouse Jasmine.  As Neha looked down
over Jasmine's shoulders, she noticed how hard Jasmine's nipples were. 
Noticing that the highway was pretty deserted, Neha slowly lifted Jasmine's
breasts feeling their weight in her palms.  Jasmine continued to speed
without being bothered at all by this.

   This was Neha's very first time to go out in public with Jasmine.  She
did not know what to expect.  But she knew that she was in good hands.

   Neha stopped playing with Jasmine's breasts when they exited the highway
and pulled into the restaurant parking lot.  Jasmine grabbed her clutch
purse from the motorcycle's carry bag.  They had to climb a few stairs to
reach up to the restaurant.  They could see inside the restaurant while
they climbed because the entire wall facing the ocean was made of glass.

   "Looks like a neat place!" Neha said.

   "Yep, and I like the food here.  But I will let you be the judge to
decide the authenticity."

   Neha wondered if the restaurant policy allowed a naked girl to dine in
along with other patrons or will they be seated separately.  She imagined
what would happen if she walked into a restaurant back home in Delhi,
naked. She will probably get arrested immediately.  She shivered at that
thought.

   "You are a sight for sore eyes, Ms.  D'Souza," the doorman said, opening
the door for them.

   "Thank you!  I get that a lot," Jasmine said and winked at him.

   The inside of the restaurant was spacious with about 20 tables arranged
in no particular pattern.  Then there was a row of high tables with two
chairs each by the glass wall for those who wanted to enjoy the ocean view.

   The manager greeted them and asked, "Your usual place, Ms.  Jasmine?"

   "Yes, please," Jasmine said as the manager and Jasmine started walking
towards the high table at the center of the glass wall.

   "Maya will be your server today, she will be right over," said the
manager and left them alone.

   They had a nice view of the ocean from their table.  Anyone else in the
restaurant had a great view of Jasmine's back, right side of her entire
body or a full frontal naked body depending upon where they were sitting. A
few heads turned their way and some of them waved but soon went back to
whatever they were doing.  Except for a Caucasian couple, who seemed to be
in their early fifties.  They were sitting just a couple of tables away.

   The lady got up and walked over to Jasmine and Neha's table.  Jasmine
was sure she had never seen her around before.

   "Oh, dear!  You really are naked.  I thought my eyes were playing a
trick on me.  I forgot my glasses.  Are you alright?" She genuinely seemed
concerned.

   "Yes, yes, I am absolutely fine," Jasmine assured her.

   "Is it some kind of dare or did you lose a bet?"

   "Nope, I am just a regular girl who never wears any clothes.  Is my
nudity offending you?"

   "No, not at all," the lady said as she patted on Jasmine's shoulder. 
"By the way, I am Becca and that is my husband Don." Don waved from his
table.  "We are from Florida.  We live as nudists at a naturist resort in
Florida.  So nudity does not bother me at all, in fact I was elated to see
you in all your glory but couldn't believe my eyes.  Sorry to barge in like
this."

   "That's no problem at all.  I am glad to meet someone who likes to be
naked, too.  My name is Jasmine and my friend here is Neha," Jasmine said.
She felt a connection with Becca.

   "Listen, I will leave you two alone.  Just one quick thing before I go.
My husband and I own a reality TV production company.  If at any time you
feel like you want to be a star, let me know.  I am sure; your life must be
a hell of a story that people will love to know about.  I was watching you
since you walked in and you are nothing short of a miracle.  And even if
you never want to be on TV, here is my card, if you just like to be in
touch.  At the least we can be friends and I would love to hear your story
just for myself."

   "Thank you, I will be in touch," Jasmine said, sliding Becca's business
card in her purse.

   Don paid for their food and was approaching the ladies.  Becca did quick
introductions but made sure not to bring up any conversation around why
Jasmine was naked.  They said their goodbyes and hugged.

   Maya, their server, was waiting at a distance till Becca and Don left.
Maya was Jasmine's friend so the greetings were very casual.  Both the
girls were vegetarian and knew it since they dined together last night. 
They ordered their food and drinks and Maya went away.

   "Becca and Don seem very nice.  She gave me a sense that I am not
completely odd," Jasmine said.

   "You are not odd, Jasmine, just unique," Neha said, reaching across to
hold Jasmine's hand over the table.  "She had an interesting proposal about
the TV show, are you considering it?"

   "I don't think so.  Not at the moment, at least.  I found it interesting
that they live at a nudist resort though.  I would love to visit one myself
sometime to meet some people like me."

   Food came in shortly after and it was awesome.  Neha approved it as
authentic to Jasmine's satisfaction.

   "How is your work?" Jasmine asked.

   "It's cool.  The staff is very nice but again everyone in this town is
very friendly.  It feels like I have been working here forever!  Being the
only medical facility in the town though, I think it is busier than I
expected.  What is the population of this town?"

   "About ten thousand give or take," Jasmine continued, "and yes, everyone
here is very friendly, in fact more like a big family.  You may have
noticed that it is kind of an island with limited accessibility.  Only way
to get here is the long single lane road through the mountains, or on a
chopper or a boat.  Considering that Goa already has so many tourist
places, the state government does not really want to make any investment
here to develop it for tourism.  They probably know the remoteness is going
to be a problem and there won't be much return on their investments."

   "Yeah, that makes sense," Neha nodded.

   Jasmine continued, "The two factories provide employment for most of the
population.  And given the proximity to the port, the transportation of all
materials is very easy.  And of course we have basic facilities like a
bank, hospital, fire department, etc."

   "It is like a tiny country by itself," Neha commented.

   "Exactly!"

   Jasmine accidentally spilled some food on her breasts.  She just wiped
it off clean using a napkin.  No residue whatsoever was left on her bare
skin.

   "That's so easy for you to just wipe it off.  I would have to worry
about the turmeric leaving a stain on my clothes had I spilled it," Neha
complained.

   "Ha ha..Speaking of clothes, I remembered something funny.  Growing up,
when my mom finally gave up buying clothes for me because I just wouldn't
wear any, I started getting all that money as my pocket money.  I used to
spend most of it buying the latest gadgets, games for my brother and
cousins.  That was my way to bribe them to keep them on my side always."

   "Very clever!  And moms do like to spend a lot on their daughters'
clothes," Neha said.  "There is still so much I want to know about you."

   "Well, we will have a lot of time for that, you are not going anywhere."

   Girls took their time to eat lunch though they really didn't eat that
much.  They finished it off with the house special dessert.  Jasmine pulled
out her credit card to pay.  Neha protested but Jasmine got her way playing
the host card.

   The restaurant manager stopped by to ensure everything was to their
satisfaction.  Assuring him that it was all great they promised to return
again soon and left the restaurant.

   "If you are still up for it, I can take you to my favorite spot,"
Jasmine said once they climbed on the motorcycle.

   "Sure, I would love that.  We still have several hours of daylight
left."

   Jasmine gave a thumbs up and they started going further away from the
town on the highway.  Neha thought it would probably be a nice, secluded
beach.  But a few minutes later, when they exited the highway, they
continued going towards the mountains.  Finally Jasmine stopped her
motorcycle, almost thirty minutes after they left the restaurant.  But
there was nothing other than what looked like a dense forest.

   "It is going to be uphill and rough from here onwards.  But it takes
about ten minutes if we ride, and about 30 minutes if we walk," Jasmine
said.

   "Let's ride," Neha said, feeling adventurous.  She held Jasmine even
tighter in anticipation.

   Neha didn't even notice a small opening between dense trees till they
passed through it.  Jasmine continued to carefully maneuver on a narrow
trail climbing up the mountain.  She wasn't kidding when she said it was a
rough ride.  The violent bounce in Jasmine's boobs was clear evidence of
that.

   After what felt like an endless ride through twists and turns, they went
through a natural tunnel.  The trail started becoming flatter and they
could hear it before they saw it.  It was a beautiful waterfall, not huge
but very pretty.  Jasmine finally stopped the motorcycle and they got down.
There was a big pond formed by the fall coming from a higher level and then
there was another fall that started at a level they were standing at.  This
made the pond look like an infinity pool.  The sunshine hit the water at
such an angle that it produced different shades of colors.

   "It is awesome!" Neha exclaimed.

   They walked over to the edge to check out the view.  The vast ocean was
visible in the distance and the dense forest they were in seemed to be
fading slowly till it completely dissolved in the ocean.

   It was late in the afternoon and the weather was warm.  The water looked
quite appealing.

   "Can we go in the water?" asked Neha.

   "Absolutely."

   Neha removed her clothes without any hesitation, carefully folded them
and put a rock on them.  "I don't want them to fly away," Neha said.

   "No big deal, Neha.  In that case two naked chicks will be going back
instead of one."

   "Oh God, no!  I am going to put one more rock just to be sure."

   Jasmine took a lead and stepped into the water and Neha followed her. 
Water was cool and very refreshing.  After a couple of dips they sat in the
water, looking towards the ocean, without saying anything.  They just
enjoyed the serene beauty around them, the soothing sounds of water, and
each other's company.

   "It is really very beautiful," Neha broke the silence after a long time.
"I can see why this is your favorite place."

   "Yeah, I have been coming here for several years.  James, Beth and I
came across this place during one of our hiking trips and it became our
secret spot to visit.  We used to come here on my brother's old motorcycle.
I was always sandwiched between my brother and Beth."

   "Naked?"

   "Of course.  But back then it wasn't easy to get out naked and I could
only do it rarely.  My mom was very strict about when and where I could be
naked.  Only place other than our home where she would let me go without
any clothes was Beth's house.  Our properties are next to each other and
only divided by a simple wired fence.  So getting to each other's house was
very easy.

   When we wanted to come here, I would step out of home wearing something
simple.  Then I would strip before we hit the highway and stay naked all
afternoon with James and Beth.  While returning, I wouldn't bother getting
dressed at all and just remained naked all the way but got off the
motorcycle at our property gate and walked the rest of my way.  You may
have noticed that our gate is quite far from the house and cannot be seen
from inside the house.  If mom ever asked, I would just tell her that I got
naked only after I was inside the gate.  I still feel bad that I lied a lot
but I made it up to her by never lying about anything else."

   "So I guess after you returned from boarding school things changed,
right?"

   "Yep, things changed after that.  Mom loosened up after my depression
episode due to wearing clothes.  After that she never asked me to wear
clothes, regardless of where I was going or who I was going to see.  We
have become besties since then."

   "Enough about me, tell me something about you." Jasmine said.

   "My life is not as exciting as you, not by any measure.  It in fact is
too mundane.  But before I tell you, I think we should get out of water. 
We need to dry ourselves before we head back."

   They got out of water and squeezed out water from their hair.  Then just
laid down on a big boulder which was partly shaded.  They let the sun and
the breeze dry their naked bodies.

   Neha continued, "Ok, my dad is a colonel in the Indian Army and my mom
is a doctor.  I am their only child.  I grew up in Delhi where I was born
and my father was posted.  I followed in my mom's footsteps and went to
medical college in Delhi.  I stayed at the hostel because the commute was
impractical from where we lived.

   And I have had a few crushes, both boys and girls, but I had never been
in a serious relationship, so far.  As you may have noticed, I am a bit
reserved, so I have very few but quite close friends."

   Then she leaned over Jasmine's face and kissed her.  "Anything else you
want to know, girlfriend?"

   "I would love to see your childhood picture if you have one," Jasmine
said.

   "Sure," Neha said and fetched her clothes.  She took her phone out of
her shorts pocket and found some of her childhood pics.  She also showed
pictures of her parents and her friends.  She handed the phone to Jasmine
to let her browse through the pics and provided her with details while she
got dressed.

   When Jasmine handed back the phone, Neha took a few pictures of the
beautiful surroundings.  "Can we take a picture together, it's alright if
you say no?" Neha asked.

   "I don't mind at all," Jasmine said as she pulled Neha closer.  They
took several pictures together and then posed for solo pictures.

   Checking out their recent pictures, Neha said, "I wonder how come you
are not famous on social media.  I mean it is a matter of someone taking
your picture and posting it online or sharing it in a whatsapp group?"

   "I am not sure.  Part of the reason could be that most of the residents
here don't own a cellphone.  But still it is entirely possible that my
pictures are on the internet.  It doesn't bother me though.  Think about
it, it would bother those who are worried about someone they know finding
out their naked pictures, maybe their parents, relatives, kids, employer,
friends.  I don't have to worry about that because all the people who I
care about see me naked, in person, everyday.  Nobody has to go online to
see me naked.  But to be brutally honest, I would love to be all over
social media, naked and famous," Jasmine said, raising both her hands in
the air, pretending to be a celebrity making an appearance in front of a
crowd.

   "You are a slut!" Neha said laughing.

   "That I am," Jasmine said, grabbing Neha's head who was still sitting,
and then started rubbing her pussy on Neha's mouth.  Neha wiggled and freed
herself, both of them laughing all along.

   They headed back when the sun was on the horizon.  Neha hated to miss
the beautiful sunset.

   "Thank you for the wonderful day," Neha said when Jasmine killed the
engine in front of Neha's bungalow.

   "The pleasure is all mine." A moment of silence passed.  "Are we going
too fast?" Jasmine asked.

   Neha thought for a few seconds before responding, "Maybe we are but does
it mean it is bad?  I never felt about anyone like this before.  It may
sound cheesy but I think I was destined to come here."

   "That's so sweet of you.  And, no, it does not sound cheesy to me.  You
didn't ask, but let me tell you, I also had a few crushes but nothing
serious.  And I have never been intimate with anyone else before you."

   For some reason Neha felt privileged to hear that.  She hugged Jasmine.

   "How about we go with the flow and see where it takes us?" Neha asked.

   "That sounds good to me.  Hey, listen, my final exams are coming up next
month.  I will be spending a lot of time studying.  I just want you to know
that if you don't see me around much till then, it will be only because I
am busy studying.  It is going to be difficult not to think about you but I
hope you understand."

   "I am so glad you mentioned it now.  I would be worried sick had you
told this over phone or text.  Yeah, absolutely, we are career and
education oriented girls.  Don't worry, I won't distract you.  I am also
going to settle down a bit now in the next few weeks.

   And don't be a stranger.  A quick call or text would not be too much to
ask for?" Neha asked.

   "I am not going in complete isolation.  Why don't you stop by next
Saturday?  Mom and dad are going to be visiting my uncle in Singapore.  We
can hang out," Jasmine said.

   "Sounds like a plan." Neha said.

   After a final hug and a long kiss, Jasmine climbed on her motorcycle and
was gone with the roaring sound that Neha started liking a lot.

   It was almost 7 PM when Jasmine stopped in front of the gate waiting for
the security guard to open it.  The guard promptly got out of his booth and
opened the big wrought iron gate.  When Jasmine entered he saluted her,
"Salam, Memsahib." He was the son of their long time Nepali guard who had
retired recently.  He was always awkward around Jasmine and wouldn't even
look up at her.

   He had never seen his wife naked since they married two years ago.  So
looking at a naked woman outside in broad daylight was obviously too much
for him to handle.  Every time Jasmine appeared, he would blush.  She found
it very sweet and tried her best to put him at ease by stopping for a
moment on her way in and out to ask how his dad and family were doing. 
Obviously it wasn't helping.

   The maid answered the door and told her mom and dad were having their
evening tea in the backyard.

   Jasmine found them on their usual chairs, chatting while enjoying their
beautiful garden.  She put her arms around her mother from behind and
kissed on her cheek.

   Her mom patted her hair saying, "hmm.  Someone seems bubbly today.  How
was your day?"

   "It was wonderful, Ma.  Neha is so much fun."

   "You must be tired.  Go take a shower.  Dinner will be ready in an hour.
The maid has cooked your favorite roasted eggplants."

   "Wow, yummy!" Jasmine said.

   Then ignoring her father and laughing at his complaint that she didn't
love him anymore, she went inside with a stride in her step.

   "Something's up," her father said particularly to no one and his wife
ignored him as well.

   Jasmine wasn't really hungry despite her favorite dish.  Dinner was
quick and everyone dispersed rather quickly after dinner.  Sunday evenings
were never particularly the greatest for leisurely hanging around in their
household.  Jasmine went to her bedroom and decided to study for some time
before going to bed.  An hour later and a quick exchange of texts, filled
with xoxo, she was fast asleep.

   "Wake up, Jasmine," Jasmine's mother called out from downstairs.  She
was an early bird and It wasn't like her to stay in bed for too long.  When
there was no response, her mother went up to check on her.

   Jasmine never closed her bedroom door.  She was sleeping on her stomach,
her face buried in a soft pillow and was covered with her hair.  Her sheets
were in a pile on the floor.  She tossed and turned a lot at night and her
sheets either ended up entangled around her waist or more often than not
were thrown on the floor.  Her left leg was straight and right leg folded
at the hips with the knee brought closer to her stomach.  This position put
her anus and pussy on full display.  Again, there was nothing new about
that too because she always slept like that.

   Anyone who walked in front of her room, would have got an interrupted
view of all of this.  Her bedroom was right next to the staircase, so
anyone going up or down the stairs must pass by it.

   Her mother picked up the sheets from the floor and started folding it,
"Wake up, Jasmine.  You will be late for college."

   After a couple of more wake up calls, she sat up and lazily stretched
her hands all the way up in the air, "Good morning, Ma."

   "Good morning, honey.  Are you feeling alright, this is well past your
wake up time?  Get ready quickly, your lectures will start in less than
thirty minutes."

   "There is no college, Ma.  We have preparation leave for the next four
weeks till the exams.  I told you last week," Jasmine said, yawning.

   "I must have forgotten.  Well, now that you are up, go get some
breakfast."

   Jasmine started spending most of her time studying, emerging from her
room only when necessary.  She never missed her daily exercise in their
fitness room though.  And when she needed some fresh air, she just walked
on their huge lawns.

   While she spoke to Neha daily on the phone, she still missed her.  They
both were looking forward to spending time together over the weekend.

   "We almost don't see you around anymore, let's have dinner on the porch
tonight," it was her father.  He stopped by one evening and insisted that
she spend some time with the family.

   "Sure, Dad.  I can use a break," Jasmine said.

   It was going to be just four of them at the dinner table.  When Jasmine
walked up to the dining table the server was bringing out hot food from the
kitchen.  Her dad always liked the food served piping hot.

   "To what do we owe the pleasure to?" James said, inspecting Jasmine from
head to toe, "Are you even eating lately?" and poked her in the stomach to
tickle her.

   "Of course I am eating, Bro.  You know I go crazy if I am not fed,"
Jasmine said as she sat down in her chair.

   "James, you are not eating too well, too.  You must have lost a good
amount of weight," mother said.

   "Weight loss was on purpose, Mom," James said, "actually I carried a
little extra that I needed to get rid of.  But then, probably, every mother
in the world thinks her children are not eating well."

   "She doesn't feed me enough though," their father said.

   "Because she is not your mother," Jasmine said.

   And all of them joined in their father's roaring laughter.

   Her father inquired about how both the kids were preparing for their
exams.  He was glad to hear their responses.  Jasmine also told her parents
that she would likely not pursue her masters, unlike her brother.  She
planned to focus on the hospital or do something totally different.

   "Just make sure you also think about earning money because the
generational wealth is supposed to grow with each new generation," advised
their father.

   "Are you two still planning to visit Uncle Pete this weekend, Mom?"
James asked.

   Pete was Rosie's brother.  He owned a business and lived in Singapore
with his family.

   "I almost forgot to tell you.  No, we are not going.  Instead, Pete and
his family are visiting us next week for a couple of weeks?"

   Jasmine wasn't too happy to hear that.  She made a mental note to call
Neha and inform her about a change in their weekend plan.

   Andrew added, "He did not want me to travel due to the heart attack.  I
don't know why everyone is so overreacting."

   Jasmine got emotional at the mention of the heart attack.  She got up
from her chair, went to her dad and hugged him.  He pulled her into his lap
and held her close.  She rested her head on his chest.  A tear dropped from
her eye.

   "Don't you worry, darling.  I am absolutely fine.  I am not going to die
anytime soon."

   Even though Jasmine was totally naked sitting in her father's lap nobody
around them thought there was anything wrong with it.  Her dad pulled James
closer for a group hug.  James reluctantly complied.

   "Uncle Pete and the company will be here the following Saturday.  They
already booked their tickets," Rosie said.  "There is one more thing,
Jasmine.  You know the last time we met as families was at least ten years
ago and only your dad and I have been visiting them in Singapore
occasionally since then.  It is probably going to be a bit awkward for them
seeing you naked."