Busted, Chapter 1
A weekend begins for three old friends.
"First of all, we have house rules." Allie said, wagging her finger under my nose in mock-seriousness. "House rules?" I thought to myself. We just got here for a visit, and already our hostess is telling us there are rules? What is this, reform school? "Rules?" I prompted, cautiously. "Yes." She said, crisply. "One, we are nudists, so no clothes are allowed inside the house." Oh, okay. That one I’m good with. "How about j...