As Karyn and I went downstairs, we met my Mom. She, like me and Karyn, was completely nude. My mother had the body of a gymnast, which I realized that I hadn't noticed before. I knew that my mom went to the gym and worked out, usually while my sister and I were at school, but I supposed that with clothing, the results were not as noticeable, particularly to me, to consider my mom's relative attractiveness. Her long, dark brown hair went down to her waist, just brushing against her naked butt. Her breasts, while not large, were proportionate to her more petite frame, with dark aureoles surrounding her nipples. They were firm and erect, with little sagging, despite having given birth to and breast feeding four children. I also noticed that she shaved her pussy, giving her crotch a smooth, girlish look.
"Have a good day," she said to Karyn and me. "Stay out of trouble and make sure Zoe (Writer's note: Joe's sister in this branch) gets home at a decent hour. Your father and I are going out this evening and I don't want her wandering around at all hours."
"All right, Mom," I said. I probably would simply make a wish that Zoe would do it on her own. Zoe always resisted and there was no need for us to waste time doing it. I tried not to imagine a nude Zoe, particularly a nude Goth Zoe. I wondered what would a Goth like her would do without black clothing.
Karyn and I went outside, noticing that Zoe was already gone. "She must have gone to school," said Karyn. "Maybe this will help ensure that everybody believes that we actually are at school."
"Good," I said. "Now how should we spend our clothing free time around town?"
"I've got the perfect idea," said Karyn, with a mischievous smile on her face.