Chapter 1: Naked Neighbors

The area, let's just call it Pleasant Meadow, in which my wife and I live is a very conservative, well to do area. Well, at least it was a conservative, well to do area until the recent economic downturn. The economic downturn hit Pleasant Meadow very hard. Many of the local businesses closed up and many formerly prosperous business people were left as paupers.

Much of the old money in the area went away, due to the economic downturn, and Internet business start ups, run by many of the younger people in the area, were suddenly the new moneymakers.

I do most of my business via the Internet, but I also need production facilities to produce what physical products I do sell. A bankrupt manufacturing plant beckoned me to Pleasant Meadow. I arrived in Pleasant Meadow and began to negotiate with the bank for ownership of the bankrupt plant. In the process of acquiring the manufacturing plant that I needed, I came into contact with Cara.

I was amazed that there weren't a bunch of guys hanging around Cara, as Cara is one hot looking babe. I checked Cara out and found that she was old money in the Pleasant Meadow area and she was a very independent minded woman. Apparently independent minded Cara had scared off the local wimps. I'm not a wimp and an independent woman doesn't scare me, quite the opposite.

I buy the bankrupt factory from the bank, at quite a cheap price, and then I get it into operation. With my business foundation in place, I then settle in to Pleasant Meadow.

I begin to date Cara and find a lot to like in the lady.

Cara is intelligent, able to deal with people, hot looking and with a body that just won't quit. Cara is a bit on the snooty side, however, surely a little time will take care of that.

I very quickly find myself proposing to Cara and then marrying Cara, when she accepts.

The marriage of Dirk and Cara is big local news, as Cara is old money and I'm one of the new money/Internet guys.

Cara has inherited a house, if little money. Cara's house is located out at The Lake. The Lake is nestled in a river valley out at the edge of Pleasant Meadow. The Lake isn't exactly a lake, but merely a wider spot in the river that eventually turns and flows past the town.

At one point in time, The Lake had been exclusively populated by old money people. However, the place had decayed over the course of time and shifting financial fortunes. It took new money guys, including me, to move in and restore the old homes. Thus, The Lake is now all new business people, 20somethings.

After we move into The Lake I find from the people there that Cara had been the rich bitch ice princess at the local high school. She and her rich friends had run the social side of things totally and completely. With the sudden departure of most of the old money people, Cara is now isolated in a community of women that she's used to lording it over.

Most of the ladies at The Lake are of the wild child type who took a big chance on marrying the ambitious, but penniless, young entrepreneurs, who then hit it big. The ladies still obviously have some animosity toward Cara and the situation may have contributed to the events behind this story.

Cara is a tall, golden haired lady with a lingerie model body and the kind of confidence, grace and poise that comes with old money. In addition, Cara is the prettiest lady at The Lake. Cara is well aware of the situation and I suspect that some of the other Pleasant Meadow ladies are anxious for the right opportunity to take Cara down a peg or two.

Cara has never had to work a day in her life, due to her family's money. However, Cara has been trained, at some point in time, as a seamstress and she makes all of her own clothes. Cara's seamstress skill is where my story of The Lake really starts.

Earlier in the day, a couple of the ladies at The Lake had watched some sort of porno movie with their husbands. The 'leading lady' was supposedly an Amerind girl who wore a crotchless loincloth outfit and was pursued and caught by her lover after a stray breeze had revealed that the loincloth was indeed crotchless.

The husbands of the ladies seemed fascinated by the loincloth and the display and the ladies decided that they each had to have the same kind of loincloth. That need leads them to the seamstress skills of Cara. They explain to Cara what they want.

Cara tells the ladies, "I can whip up a simple garment like that in a matter of minutes."

One of the ladies then sneers, "Well then, just make us each a crotchless loincloth because it certainly is nothing you would ever have the guts to wear!" (The statement is from the well known book, Fighting Fire With Gasoline.)

One thing leads to another and Cara makes up three crotchless loincloths. What's more, Cara declares, "Let's just see how much guts I have. I'll be the first one to wear the sexy new style here at The Lake."

The other ladies pounce! They tell Cara, "The crotchless loincloth is to be worn topless!"

Cara sniffs, "Well, I certainly have the figure for that. Just you wait and see."

With that, Cara grabs me and we disappear for a while, leaving the other ladies sipping tea.

Cara's gonna show the other ladies a thing or two. However, she wants me along with her, for protection, when she makes her topless night walk down the beach and back.

Cara strips, puts on her new crotchless loincloth and poses for me.

I'm blown away and I tell her, "You're nearly nude and you look hot as hell. Are you really gonna walk on the beach looking like that?"

Cara says, "You just come along and watch me!"

We walk along the river for a bit, clear to the end of The Lake, and then turn and walk back. (Okay, Cara is topless and wearing only her new, crotchless loincloth. However, it's pitch dark, with no moon, and no one, except me, could have seen much of anything. However, Cara did walk topless in public, at least technically.)

When we get back home, the ladies are waiting, a bit puzzled.

Cara struts back in topless and sneers at the ladies that she has just walked the length of The Lake in her new outfit! It's only at this point that she notices that one of the lady's husbands has come over to see what's keeping his wife. A totally embarrassed Cara then darts into the back of our house.

The two ladies, the husband and I all laugh at Cara's embarrassment.

One of the ladies then tells me, "It had become something of an initiation rite for a nude girl to be forced out of the girl's gym, back in high school. A couple of girls tried it with Cara, back then, but Cara was taller and stronger than the girls and the attempt failed with enough damage to the other girls that no one ever tried it again."

A conversation follows, involving local nudity and sex.