4 comments/ 24790 views/ 5 favorites Topless City By: Nerfstar Brandy Allen Darling woke in the hotel room she had been given for the night. I assume she went about her normal morning duties. At eight thirty she called the desk as she had been told to do when she was placed in the room the night before. She was told that the man she came in with the night before hadn't yet rang through. The man she came in with, Brandon William Foster, called the desk at nine. I sent for Nora Sullivan and Alan Peters when Brandy had called and we headed for the lounge for the orientation. They had volunteered, not for the first time, for this duty for the new employee training and had actually been in the building for about an hour before the first call. The two continued on to let the two out of their rooms while I stayed in the lounge I was in and they were all going to be coming to. It wasn't that the two were prisoners, just that the two needed to go through the orientation to the town before they went into the city. Nora and Alan led the other two into the lounge. All four were wearing the standard uniform for the hotel chain that we work for. The uniform consisted of black slacks and shoes with a green Asian style jacket that buttoned up to the neck with golden buttons and the hotel logo on the left hand side of the chest. I was seated on the couch in the modified uniform of green spandex pants with the hotel logo on both hips, with small pockets attached to the back of the pants that could be tucked in or left to hang out, and black shoes, and for today a black blazer. This modified uniform was only for this hotel, my hotel. I'm the manager of this hotel and I'm the one most of the town comes to, to do what I was about to do with Brandy and Brandon. Most of the other managers in the chain send me their trouble makers, they call my hotel the dumping ground. I know their doing it to try to get the trouble makers out of working for the chain. Honestly, I don't mind. I understand what they're thinking, I just play a game with the new people. This lounge is the first step in the game. If the new ones don't like what they hear in the lounge, they are allowed to leave and quit. If they don't have a problem, then they start working. There are other things that happen later, but let's start here. I waved Brandy and Brandon to seats in the chairs opposite where I sat. On the table in front of me were their HR files and glasses and a pitcher of water. I had the files opened to their statistics and pictures. Brandy is five foot five and one hundred twenty pounds. Brandon is five ten and two hundred ten pounds. I could see that both were physically healthy, but soft. Both had brown hair and both wore it at least shoulder length, with his being longer than hers and he had his in a ponytail. She had gray eyes and his were brown. They both looked nervous, and a little confused, as they sat down. "Hello, Brandy, Brandon, I'm Melanie Parker," I said with a smile, trying to relax them. "I know this whole thing is a little weird, but it's the way we in this town introduce new people to the town. For the next hour or so, you can open the top few buttons of your coats and relax a little. Now I am going to tell you a tale that will explain most everything about this city and why we do this." I waved my hand to indicate the room. "Ok," said Brandy while Brandon nodded. I wasn't expecting anything else and smiled. "Now all this started about five years ago," I started leaning back into the cushions. Before we get into the story for you, the reader, let me describe myself. I'm five foot seven inches tall and a hundred twenty pounds, well muscled. I've been wearing my light brown hair the same since I became a manager at shoulder length without bangs. My eyes are blue and I've been told very expressive. *** One day while I was working behind the front desk, I was approached by one of our guests, a woman in her late twenties or early thirties, that was staying in our Presidential Suite. She asked me if there was a way that she could sunbathe topless around the pool. She explained that she didn't like tan lines and that she tanned naked at home. I told her that I would investigate, as I didn't know if it was legal or even if our chain allowed it. I had only been here for about six months and with the company for only a couple years. I rose to manager quickly from my first position as a night desk clerk. Anyway, after the guest walked away, I sent off an email to corporate HR. I then called my friend, Wanda Tucker, who works in the city archives. I asked her if she'd do a little research into the laws of the city to see if there was anything. An hour before I went off shift I got an email back from HR basically saying, topless sunbathing can be done on any property of the chain as long as it is legal in the city where the property is. I smiled while I read that email. I knew I needed to make sure the laws would allow it. I was just happy that corporate was going to allow one of my guests to enjoy her stay that much more. About five minutes before I was to quit for that day, I got a call from Wanda asking me to come by her job. I clocked out on time and walked over to city hall, not far from the hotel. Wanda works in an annex next to city hall. I entered to find the records room empty, or so I thought. I called out and she came around a shelf with a silly grin. She then grabbed me and pulled me around the counter to a table where a large book was sitting open. "Check this out, girl," she said to me pointing at a spot in the book. I leaned forward and slowly read what she pointed at. The book was a book of laws. The spot she pointed at was a law stating that a woman may be without a top anyplace a man is allowed to. Also the next law stated that a quarter mile of the city beach at the west end was marked as clothing optional. I stood up shocked and asked, "Are these laws still valid?" "I found that law from 1969 about thirty minutes after you called me. I've spent the rest of the day digging to see if it had been overturned. I've ignored everything else to confirm this. I haven't found anything that overturns this law," she said. "It looks like people just forgot about it and the city has gone on covering the women and arresting people if they get naked on the beach. I know that no one does though, being a born local and all." "What exactly do you mean?" I asked, confused. "I'm saying that I'm going to get topless as soon as I get out of here," she giggled. Wanda was always the wild one between us. In fact, most people that know her call her The Wild One to her face and behind her back, to which she doesn't mind. I had met her shortly after I moved to town at a bar and we became fast friends. She has a body that looks a lot like the musician Shakira including the hair, blonde and wavy. She is the same height as me at five seven and lighter by at least five pounds. Her blue eyes flashed was she giggled. I was shocked, but didn't say anything. We left shortly after that and true to her word, she took her blouse and bra off right in front of her job. Her chest was tan with two bright white triangles over her large B-cup tits with small light brown nipples. She laughed and handed her clothes to me as we headed toward her apartment. We made it there with no one seeing us. I know because I was acting paranoid and looking around the whole time. This day was in early summer. At her place she said, "Let's go to the beach and get a full body tan." "I don't know if I can do that. Give me a second," I said. I stepped outside her apartment to clear my head and take a moment to think things through. While I was out there, I called back to the hotel and was connected to the guest to let her know that she could do as she asked. I also let the desk staff know about the whole thing. I knew that they would get it out to the rest of the staff. I also knew that some of the guys would try to snoop, but my direct reports would know how to handle them. After the phone call, I went in to find Wanda wearing bikini bottoms and sandals. She was also holding a beach bag. She giggled at my shock. I should have known she was still going to be topless, but the bottoms were a little on the brief side, almost showing everything. They weren't a thong, but half her butt was visible. "Let's go get you something other than your uniform, girl." I let her lead me out of her apartment and to mine, which is about six hundred yards from hers, without me putting up any kind of fight. I did want to change out of my uniform and head over to the beach for a little sun bathing. In my place we argued for a good thirty minutes or more before she finally convinced me to go topless with her, so I pulled on my bikini bottoms and sandals. She put my towel and a bottle of water in her bag and we left. I have C-cup tits and had smaller triangles of pale skin than Wanda with pink nipples. This time I was relaxing a little, but I was still trying to see everywhere because I didn't want to be caught unaware. I knew that I would draw more attention if I covered my chest with my hands while we walked, so I walked with my arms down even though I wanted to. On the way we both realized we were hungry. We knew we weren't that far from our favorite restaurant and she suggested we swing by. At the door I remembered that Mama's doesn't do take out. Oh sure, they do doggie bags, but they don't make food that isn't eaten in the restaurant to start with. I stopped Wanda from stepping inside just as she pulled the door open. Mama's is the best Chinese food in town, actually I think it's the only one in town now. Mama, herself, had seen the door open and wondered why no one was entering, so she came to the door. Even though I'd only been in town a short while, Mama knew me and she definitely knew Wanda. Wanda's born and bred in this city. When Mama saw us at the door, she smiled and said, "I was wondering if anyone was ever going to remember that law." Mama is Mei Kim. She is probably five foot nothing and intimidating, even though I don't think she has ever weighed over a hundred pounds in her life. She was in her late fifties, but looked like she might have been in her early forties. I always see her with her black hair pulled into a bun. That was until certain events later in this story. Everyone calls her Mama, and only rarely does anyone hear her called by her first name. We both looked at her in surprise about her proclamation and Wanda said, "You knew about this law and you never told me?" Mama laughed and said, "Do you want to eat?" We nodded and she grinned at us. Now remember, the law said anywhere a man is allowed without a shirt, and a man must wear a shirt in a restaurant. At least that's what I thought. Mama then grabbed each of us and pulled us into the restaurant. She was so quick that Wanda almost dropped her bag. She took us to a two person table near the kitchen, but still visible to the whole place. There were four other customers in there, two guys by themselves and a couple near the front. All of them were looking at the two topless women in bikini bottoms that Mama had dragged into the restaurant. She knew what we liked and went into the kitchen to get the order going. It disturbed me a little that she learned what I liked, but it makes my time easier and I'm happier about going there now. While we were settling down, including the other customers, Mama's daughter, Penny, came out of the back. Penny was a part of our group of friends. The first thing she saw was us and she shrieked. She rushed to us, but didn't know what to do about us. Penny is around five foot three and maybe a hundred ten pounds. She always wears her black hair back, held that way by chopsticks unless she's on the beach. Both mother and daughter proudly carried their Asian features. Before Penny got really worked up her mom came back out with our drinks. We hadn't said a word about food or drink other than telling her that we wanted to eat and even then all we did was nod, she knew us so well. Mama quickly diffused the situation by explaining the law that Wanda had just found. Mama told us that she was one of the large group of women in the city that had pushed for the law to be enacted. She also told us that she was bummed that things had changed, where the law got buried. She also explained that she had followed the trend as the law disappeared. As her last statement to the room as a whole, she told us that she was going to allow any customer in, be they man or woman fully dressed or like Wanda and I were. The woman of the couple looked at us then at her man. They grinned at each other and both took off their shirts, she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. This caused Mama to laugh and clap. Penny then went and talked quietly with her mother for a moment at the cash register desk. As they pulled apart, Mama laughed and the women went in the back again. When they returned about two minutes later, they were bringing our food to us and were topless too. Penny was dressed like us and actually joined us at the table. She told us that she would like to join us on the beach and we agreed. They both had tiny breasts, maybe large As, with dark chocolate colored nipples, and neither had a tan. After a couple minutes everyone relaxed and acted no different than we would had we been dressed. We ate and had fun for about forty minutes. During that time no one else came in and most everyone left, with the three of us leaving along with the couple. They went their own way and we ended up at the beach. I laid out on my back and wasn't really surprised - but I did get nervous - to see Wanda strip off the rest of her clothes, showing a small patch of hair over her vagina, before getting down on her towel. Penny stayed topless like me. The rest of that day the three of us stayed at least topless. I was learning that I loved being topless, because of how freeing it was. We went back to Wanda's and stayed the night. I returned to my place in the morning and dressed for work. At work I was informed of a few of the guys trying to see our guest, who was happy that she was allowed to tan topless. The day went by and I saw her walk through the lobby in both pieces of her bikini. Most of the time she was with at least one person sometimes with a guy and sometimes with a woman. I talked to her when I saw her and gave her the whole lowdown on the law and everything. As I was finishing up with her we saw a guy walk by heading to the pool without a shirt on. She asked if that was allowed and I said yes, so following the law she took her top off too as she went to the pool, her guy was already out there. Some of the lobby personnel gave reactions to seeing her topless, but since most of them were working with other guests at the time they couldn't really do any more than a widening of their eyes. The rest of the day went by quickly. The guest came and went in just her bikini bottoms and a skirt at different times, but she never left the property that I saw. I ended my day seeing another woman without her top, but again she didn't leave the property. I called a sign maker in town to get signs that could be posted on the property to inform the guests of the law. After work I walked over to see Wanda. Again I didn't see anyone when I walked in the records room. After I called out, she poked her head around the same shelf she had come from behind the day before. She looked around a little, seemingly to make sure no one was with me, then she came around the corner with a mischievous smile and nothing on above the waist. I must have shrieked a little as I asked her, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She giggled and answered, "Yesterday after work was fun and I wanted to continue to be topless. I wore my blazer to work with nothing under it and hid in the back most of the day. Tanya covered the front desk here most of the day after I talked with her. She agreed to do it only if she was allowed to be topless sometimes at work too. We set up a schedule where the two us will trade off days of toplessness. I'm not going to enjoy the days I have to be dressed." She pouted at the end and grabbed her blazer. She led me out without putting the coat on and we went to my apartment. We changed there and went to the beach with a quick stop by Mama's where we picked up Penny and saw that Mama was wearing a light coat with nothing underneath. She said she was trying not to scare away her customers. She also said what she said the day before was still being allowed. Shortly after we reached the beach Wanda stripped again. I was surprised to find she had gotten rid of her pubic hair, which she has kept gone since. As we all settled down the police came and arrested us. Since Wanda knew most of the police, they were nice enough to allow her to put her bottoms back on, so the three of us were processed for being only topless. They were gentle with us as they took us to jail. All the while we were arguing with them that what we were doing was legal. Obviously they didn't believe us. We were put in the very cold holding cell with two other women who seemed like they might have been prostitutes. They gave the three of us topless women the evil eye and stayed away from us. Penny had called her mom while Wanda and I couldn't think of anyone to call. Wanda had quit talking with her parents because of some issue they had about her attitude or something. She doesn't talk about it. An hour after we were put in the cell, we were let out as a woman in a sharp skirt suit came up to us. The officers gave us jackets and told us that we had to wear them. The woman in the suit introduced herself to us, as we put the jackets on, "Ladies, I am Teresa Hewitt, attorney-at-law. Mama has contacted me about your case. Please let me take you to my office and we can talk about this case." She smiled and handed each of us her card. Since all three of us were worried we agreed. She took us by car to her office. Teresa is five foot five and one hundred twenty-five pounds. She had her bottle blonde hair in a respectable bun and wore glasses over her brown eyes. Once we were inside her building she told us that we didn't need to wear the jackets and we happily took them off since they weren't comfortable on our nipples. I know that because we were all complaining about it. We held onto them as she led us to her office. Before we went into the office itself, she had one of her assistants take the jackets to a closet. The assistant was a little shocked, but did as she was told. Ever since I started working in a hotel, I paid attention to people, and I recognized the assistant as the woman from the couple in Mama's that first day. While we walked through the law office I had noticed that there were only women working there, and not a one got pissed at us being topless even though most did show surprise at seeing us. In the office Teresa had us sit on the couch in the room while she went to the desk at the other end of the room. I don't think any of us were paying attention to Teresa because the office with its opulence held it. When she joined us she too was topless, her suit coat, blouse and bra were on her desk. Her D-cup chest was tan save for a small triangle around her pink nipples. "I didn't realize how freeing this felt," she said sitting in a chair facing us. "Even with the pull of gravity." We all laughed a little at that. After the laugh, which calmed us a little, we spent over an hour in that room with her talking about the case. She had copies of the law and other things for our arraignment which was scheduled for the next day. Actually most of the discussion had been Teresa wanting to know how this all started. She also told us that we were going to have to stay with her until our time in court. We were going to be allowed to go to our homes to get clothes that she was going to pick out for us, that was because she wanted us to look a certain way. Teresa and Mama had worked it out with the police that we would be in Teresa's custody until bail was set, that was why we were going to stay with the lawyer. Topless City After the meeting was done in the office, Teresa pulled her suit coat on, leaving it open, and led us out of her office. She put her blouse and bra in her briefcase while we waited for the assistant to get our jackets then she led us to the car. First place we went was Wanda's. She selected a nice blouse, the blazer that Wanda had worn that day, panties, a skirt and nice flats. Next was my place where she got a similar outfit. At Penny's we met up with Mama, who said she'd be there for us in the court. Penny's outfit was a loose flowing pair of pants with panties underneath, slippers, and a Kimono. Teresa had a nice house, but we were going to have to share a bedroom. We didn't want to burden Teresa all that much, we were friends that had all slept in the same bed before, and she wanted us to stay close to her. That meant we were in the bedroom right across the hall from her in a king sized bed. Another reason she wanted us to stay close was to make sure that if the cops came by, there wouldn't be any issues raised about us staying downstairs while she was in her room upstairs. We spent the night topless, but when Wanda asked about getting naked Teresa nixed the idea for that night. She said that she didn't want any problems, if the cops came by. The cops never stopped by, if you were wondering. The next day we dressed and I asked her about the no bra thing. She wasn't even wearing one. Her answer to my question was that she didn't want us to be uncomfortable and she figured we were going to win. We didn't know what else she was planning. Our time in court was early in the day and luckily on my day off. As far as any of us knew at the time no one except the cops that picked us up knew who we were and what had happened. That was confirmed when we got in the court. We sat together, with Mama right behind us, and watched Teresa do her work for about twenty minutes. She gave copies of the law to both the judge and the prosecutor and in short order the judge let us go. He said that we had been following the law and as such the case against us was tossed out. We cheered a little and hugged each other and Teresa, then before we left the courtroom, Mama gave us all hugs and left for the restaurant. Teresa grinned as she led us out of the court and out to the steps outside the courthouse. She surprised us by stopping at the top and taking off her coat and blouse, making her topless. As we headed down the steps she encouraged us to join her. By this time I was liking being topless, even though it had only been a couple days, so I was happy to join Teresa. I don't know who was first to join Teresa, Wanda or myself, but I do know Penny was the last. She complained about the kimono being too much as she finally got it off. Teresa took us to her car, where we put our tops in, then on to a food truck. Before we were able to order, we were arrested again. This time we spent the night in the cell topless because the cops didn't want to give us anything. We figured that they did that so they could look at our tits all night, but we didn't care since we knew we would win again. There were no other people in the cell with us. The next day we found Teresa's assistant there with our tops - just the blouses - and Teresa's briefcase. We went into court and shortly after we were released again. Teresa didn't repeat the day before, but it did get the point across to the cops. The law was upheld for the all women to be topless in all areas a man is allowed. That included Mama's for the time. A month later we were dining at Mama's. Wanda, Penny, Teresa, her assistant Blaze, Wanda's coworker Tanya, and me were seated at a table near the front window. Blaze is the woman's nickname, her real name is Donna. Blaze is almost the same as Wanda, but she has Auburn mid-length hair. That and her temper got her the nickname from one of her high school coaches. Tanya is African-American with caramel colored skin, light brown hair that she keeps cut in a bob. She is five foot seven, one hundred twenty-five pounds, and has C-cup tits topped with chocolate colored nipples. Mama was moving through the room topless too. As the front door opened everyone glanced over and we were all surprised to see a flood of police. Again we were arrested. Everyone at our table, Mama and the other two people that were there topless, one of them was a guy. We were marched out of the restaurant, this time people watched. That was partly because people, mainly guys, watched Mama's a lot during that time to see topless women as it had kind of become topless central. Teresa told us that she was expecting this to happen when we got put into the cell. She admitted that she didn't know exactly when it was going to happen, but she figured that they were going to try to stop the movement and stop Mama from allowing topless people in her restaurant. We all spent the night in the cells topless again. The guy was put in a different cell. In the morning another women from Teresa's firm brought us all clean clothes. We then were taken to the court room. There Teresa said she was going to be representing all of us. The judge didn't kick us loose without bail. After our bail was set at fifty thousand a piece, I called the guest that had started us down this path. She and I had become friends in the intervening time between her question and this time. She had left the day after our second night in holding. She did return every weekend after though. We ran into each other at different times and started talking. I called her to ask for her help. She had a lot of money since she stayed in the same suite every time she and her friends came to the hotel. She quickly agreed to cover us. She also told me that she would back us until the law got off our backs. When I told Teresa, she was ecstatic. For the two weeks until our case went to trial - it is a small town after all - there was a police officer stationed outside Mama's. All of us went topless around town and carried tops with us to put on at Mama's. It was a strange time, because everyone looked at all of us weirdly. It did bring a few more people to our side, as it were. By this time there were around fifty women in town that would walk around like us. Guys liked seeing all the tits, but the three of us - Penny, Wanda, and I - made sure the guys knew they should join us, and most did. The trial, as it was, was two days in court. Teresa had all of us looking sharp and didn't allow us to go topless during it, which sucked. She kicked ass in court as far as I could see. At the end, there was a compromise. Basically we made a new law right there. It was that topless people would be allowed in a welcoming restaurant as long as they do not have to do any interacting with food. That meant no buffet would allow toplessness. The workers of the restaurants may be visible topless, but must have a clear top on. That last one meant that when Penny and Mama worked, they had to wear clear smocks. The smocks were made of plastic to start with, but I worked with a local tailor to find a better material. A week later, everyone that had been at the table in Mama's, except Teresa, was at the beach on the clothing optional section. Wanda, Penny, Blaze and Tanya were fully naked, up to and including hairless. Like I said, Wanda has been bald since the day after finding the law. The others had started getting naked on the beach after the second arraignment with Tanya joining Wanda first. Penny did it last with only a week before the arrest at Mama's. She had told us that she had been shaving for most of her life. Blaze joined the women in the nude the first time she joined us on the beach. The rest of us were topless. Then I had a moment of clarity - I don't really know what it was - and joined them in the nude. Not five minutes later the cops arrived and took all the naked people on the beach to jail. This time they wouldn't let us put on our bottoms. Only when we were put in holding, again alone, did we get blankets to wrap ourselves in, Wanda and Tanya stayed topless with the blankets wrapped around their waists. Ten minutes later, Teresa arrived having been called by Blaze. She was wearing a skirt and blazer. You could see that she wasn't wearing anything under the blazer. Teresa had pulled strings to get us out into her custody again, and she had brought dresses for all of us. We dropped our blankets and pulled on the dresses in the holding cell. We all went to Teresa's and this time everyone slept downstairs in the living room. This time anyone was allowed to get naked, and the archive ladies and Blaze stripped soon after we got to the house. Before we went to sleep everyone else stripped. I still think the cops did it on purpose, but right after the lights were turned off they knocked on the door. Knowing that the cops were going to see her clients naked, Teresa answered the door naked. The two cops, both women, entered and walked through the house, checking every room for something. Obviously they found nothing save the six naked women in the living room waiting patiently for the cops to leave so we could get to sleep. They nodded and told us that they were on our side, and were just following orders to check the house. The next morning we dressed to look good and headed to court. There Teresa got us off and out in less than twenty minutes, again just using the laws that were enacted in 1969. The judge stated that we needed to purchase and post a sign before we could go naked on the beach again. I laughed as we exited the courthouse. Our benefactor had set up an account for us, mostly to put Teresa's firm on retainer for these cases, but there was easily enough to buy multiple signs to be posted along that stretch of beach. Teresa and I headed to a sign maker while the rest went off to work or home. Wanda pushed the envelope the most. Like I said before, she's known as The Wild One, so she always tried to get away with as much as possible. It took a couple days to get the signs made, but she didn't care and got naked at the beach. She was arrested daily before the signs went up. Someone from our group was with her always and they called Teresa, who was able to get Wanda out without taking the case to court. After the signs were up Wanda actually walked the street near the beach naked, testing how far out nudity was allowed. Again Teresa was able to get her out, but not before going to court and working with the court to set limits in dress and distance from the beach. At the beginning of my next shift after the nude beach arrest, I was called by corporate. My direct boss at corporate headquarters asked me to come to headquarters, you know the type of request that sounds like an order. I spent the rest of the day working on getting things ready for my trip there. I spent a week at corporate, most of the time answering questions. It started with me and my boss, then I was escalated all the way to the CEO and the Board. Everyone was asking about my arrest report, which showed all the times I had been arrested for this movement, and what was happening in my city. That meant more story telling. Finally after I told my story to the Board, did I have to sit by and wait. I was more or less confined to my hotel room for two days waiting for them to decide my fate, and for my own comfort I was nude which delighted the room service employees. Obviously, since I'm here, they let me return. Their one request, stop getting arrested. I told them I would try, and have tried my damndest to do that. When I returned to the city, I found a lot had changed. Almost every woman in town was now walking around topless, and so were most of the men. Like I said before, we women that led this movement made sure the men knew that they should lose their shirts too, to relax the women some. It was amazing to see all the bare tits, tanned and untanned. The first thing I did after dropping my stuff in my office at the hotel, I was supposed to go back to work after lunch, was going to Mama's to see my friends. I knew I would at least see Mama and maybe Penny. When I got there I was surprised to see everyone there, but I was especially surprised to see that Mama and Penny had found a way around the clear top. They were wearing a clear band around their chests that covered their nipples. Yes they were still visible, but they were covered as the law stated. I walked in and the entire room welcomed me by calling my name. I felt a little like Norm from Cheers. Wanda hopped up and dragged me to the table where our group was. Most of the women were in just bikini bottoms, Wanda's was a thong, just Teresa was in a skirt. After friendly greetings were exchanged they asked me about my trip. I quickly got through what happened at corporate and calmed them about me being transferred or anything. Next I asked them what happened in town. Wanda said, "Two days after you left a rally was called by the movement's opposition. They were trying to get the Parker movement halted." Yes, she said Parker movement. I tried many times to move the name to the Tucker movement, but no one would let it happen. They told me that it was because of me that the city had become topless. It was because of me that our group had financial backing. We've all thought of calling it the Grant movement, but Teresa and the woman that asked to begin this, Mrs. Crow-Grant, both said no don't use her name. They also said that the movement's name should be of someone in the city that was backing the movement. Everyone, including Mama, said that my name should be attached to the movement because it was me that started the ball rolling in the city. Teresa picked up the story. "They waited until they were sure that you were out of town. The rally was held on the steps of city hall and more than three quarters of city's population was there. I suggested we all go with blazers on and we hung near the back. Miss Erica Barrett, who wore clothing from her neck to her ankles, was preaching for ten minutes before anyone in the crowd noticed us. I think something Penny said was what caused people to look around. Within a minute the rally leaders knew we were there. Erica was told and she turned her attention to us. Since she was by this time barking at us, I led the group to the front with the crowd parting for us." Next was Tanya laughing. "Erica got angrier the closer we got. Her arguments about how covering up being the way women should behave started breaking down. She bitched and barked about how we were leading the city to ruin. In five minutes she was frothing at the mouth and unintentionally ruining her own point. At that time, Teresa was pushed forward." "I did that," grinned Wanda, raising her hand. "I felt we should have our rebuttal since she was calling us all kinds of names. Teresa looked at me questioningly. I nodded at the stage and she grinned." "I calmly took the stage and gently pushed Erica away," Teresa continued. "She was still spewing her hate, but others understood that she had basically ruined their point and took her off to the side. I stood tall and used my courtroom voice, telling the people about how freeing being topless was." "She talked calmly for twenty minutes about the freedoms of toplessness," continued Blaze. "There was passion and reason behind her words. After she took the stage, the rest of us turned to the crowd as kind of a guard, but nothing happened and everyone was quiet as she talked. While Teresa talked we saw the change in many people who actually listened. We also saw a number of the women who we knew went topless in the crowd, dressed like we were." "After that twenty minutes, I stopped talking and took off my blazer," said Teresa. "I told them all thanks for listening to me and headed off the stage to our friends. After I stepped down, they saw me and joined me. Then others, almost seventy percent of the crowd, joined in too. Some had been there like us just seeing the opposition to the movement, but a good portion of the crowd was on the fence or the opposition. Hell, even a few of the rally organizers, not Erica, joined us." "That was our watershed moment," said Mama, walking up to us. The others laughed and nodded. "Since then more and more people have left their tops at home. The rally organizers, including your assistant manager, Mel, have for the most part disappeared from sight if they haven't joined us. I don't think any of us have seen Erica Barrett since the rally." Mama's statement told me who had let corporate know about what was happening here in town. Since Mama was there, I asked her about the new tops. "Penny and I were talking and decided we needed something different than those hot tops that we were wearing. Not saying the material you chose was bad, just saying that even with that material the tops were hot. I had Teresa connect me with the judge that had set our law and got her approval about the tops we wear now." I laughed and the others joined me. "The men and women in the kitchen still wear their normal kitchen uniforms while working and as soon as they are out the door, they lose their tops. I've talked with other restaurant owners and managers, and they all have followed my restaurant's example. They did say that the hairy wait staff still wear the full clear top, but if they aren't hairy they just cover their nipples." Most of the hairier people have since gotten the hair removed. We finished eating shortly after that. As we got up to pay, someone walked in the restaurant. Since most of the restaurant was filled with topless people we didn't recognize the woman that walked in. She stopped right in front of me, causing me to stop and look at her. It was Wanda who recognized her first and gasped. Standing in front of me was a short woman, maybe five foot one inches tall, with brown limp hair that hung to the top of her floor length skirt. The hair covered her chest and she was very pale. That seemed strange for a beach town in the summer. She was looking down and seemed to be afraid of me. "Can I help you, miss?" I asked, my customer service training kicking in. She looked up at me with soft, sad blue eyes and said, "Miss Parker, I am Erica Barrett. I wanted to apologize to you and your friends for my behavior. I was raised in a very reserved way and the idea of being seen without clothes was not something I ever thought of doing. Anything sexual was placed in the category of sin and the devil. My mother would kill me if she saw me this way." I looked her over again, hearing whispering behind me. She seemed a little taller after saying all that. I could still see her as my friends had described her at rally with the tightly covered body, partly because I had seen her around before. "What behavior is that exactly?" I was acting on instinct, trying to act as if I hadn't learned about that week and rally yet. Plus I wanted her to admit what she had done. She looked at me in surprise then said, "I, along with others, held a rally to stop women from going topless. At first I was calm, but something snapped in me after I saw your friends there. Before I was pulled off the stage, I was a raving lunatic, calling your friends names and being a complete fool." She shook her head, I think, in disgust. The head shake moved her hair, but still didn't bare her chest. I looked to my friends and they all gave me encouraging nods. When I turned back with a smile, I said, "We accept your apology. Please walk with me. I would like to really help you understand where we're coming from. I would also like to get to know you." I knew that the hotel would be ok if I didn't show up the rest of the day. "Really?" she squeaked and stood tall. That gave her another inch and more confidence. I nodded and then looked to my friends again. They nodded and waved me on with Erica. Erica watched all this and as I nodded to her she gave us all a sad and grateful grin. Topless City The two of us left Mama's and walked the city. We talked the whole time. We were together for three hours, and the whole time she kept her hair over her chest. By the end she was relaxed about being topless, but was very apprehensive about going to the nude beach. I wasn't going to push her too fast. At her door, she finally showed her chest before she ran into her house. She had small B-cups with very pale pink nipples. For the next month if I wasn't at work, I was with Erica. She didn't always show her chest, but as time went on she got much more relaxed and kept her hair behind her shoulders. We would either walk around town or hang out at one of our places. She wanted to talk to me about everything she seemed to not know anything about. We were sometimes joined by my friends while we walked or at my place, but most of the time it was her and I. My friends understood what was happening and didn't push me to ignore her or anything else. A couple days after I got back from the trip to corporate, I was approached by an employee. It was Nora, the woman that has been with you since you were brought in last night. She asked me if there was a way to change our uniform. She said that she hated the fact that for the time she was working she had to cover her chest, while the other sixteen hours of the day she could be topless or more. I was in agreement with her, feeling the same, and told her that I would look into it. The next time I had some time during the day, I went to the same tailor that I used to help Mama. We worked on a few different designs, which I then sent to HR to see if any of them would work at our property. It took many emails and more than two months before anything was selected. A lot happened in town in that two month time. First was that all the other restaurants started dressing like Mama's. The city council met and started working on laws that worked around the topless law. It has now been set that anyone working inside a courtroom must wear a top or at least have their nipples fully covered. Most of them wear blazers while in the court, just the judges wear their robes, and remove them as they exit the courthouse. Teresa has told me that a few judges go naked under their robes. A lot of the naysayers of the movement, those that had been a part of the group behind the rally, that hadn't converted moved out of town, including that assistant manager. Other companies, mainly local ones had adopted dress codes allowing employees to work topless. Clothing stores practically quit selling tops and bras. Tattoo shops and laser hair salons have got bigger and better. On a personal level for me and my friends, I got a whole body tan and got Erica to keep her hair off her chest which allowed her to get a tan, the first she ever got. She admitted that to me. Wanda and Tanya got to work topless in the city archives after appealing to their boss. Blaze became a senior partner at Teresa's law firm, where all the women wear anymore is a pair of panties. I've gone to visit Teresa and or Blaze to find them in their office's naked. Penny and Mama continued to work with the judge and the three of them kept tweaking the law until they too were again working topless most of the time. That also allowed the other restaurants to go topless too. Clear tops were still required at buffets and for wait staff that had a lot of hair on their upper body, and those that work in the kitchens still wear their normal kitchen clothes with nothing under the work tops. Like I said, it took two months for HR to get back to me. They told me that they had run a study and focus group. They had a tie between two designs and told me that I was allowed to choose. I went back to the tailor with Nora, and we worked out the cost of making both designs. After a couple hours of work we decided on the green spandex pants with the hotel logo on both hips design. It was the cheaper of the two and looked good. The next day Nora and I went to work in the new uniform with black shoes added for footwear. My first duty that day was to send out emails and post notices allowing the new uniforms. Nora and I stood out that day, but by the end of the week almost every team member had adopted the new uniform. I, as a woman, was happy to see the employees in the pants because they didn't hide much, and, as a manager, I was happy to see that most of the team members were happy with the way the city had moved and were accepting of the changes at the hotel. The company footed the bill to cover the uniform change over. As time went by a person could tell who among the team members wore underwear and what type and, if no underwear, who shaved their crotches and who didn't as the uniform pants didn't and don't hide much. Also, most have stopped wearing underwear under the pants, just to be comfortable and not to show underwear lines. *** "A lot of people in town have had their first name tattooed on their chest. Most of them have put it on their left side, but there are a few that have it across their entire chest. It also seems that everyone has gotten into getting into shape, since we all wanted to look as good as possible being topless and less all the time," I said leaning back in the couch again. While I told the story, I had moved around on the couch and had unbuttoned my coat. The coat had opened a little, but I was getting uncomfortable by this time. The pitcher of water was finished, since I had taken time to drink while telling the story. It happened this way every time, the water and the coat. "Do either of you have any questions?" "Why are you telling us this?" asked Brandon. I could tell he was a little slow. "The first transfers, two women, we got to the hotel freaked out upon showing up in town, seeing everyone topless or with less on. We were able to calm them down, but they quickly left saying they wouldn't work in the city," answered Nora. She was now my assistant manager, having moved from desk clerk when we worked on the new uniform to being my direct report. She had gotten the promotion about a month after we got the new uniforms. I hadn't filled the assistant manager job of the person who had been in the opposition until then. "After those two left the city and quit the company, I had the idea of constructing this building. It has four fully furnished hotel rooms, this lounge and the restroom over in the corner," I said. I waved to the coed restroom on the far side of the room from the hall of rooms. "Not counting the first two women, you two make the nineteenth and twentieth transfers since the hotel and city have become virtually topless. Of the other eighteen we had seven that went the way of the first two as they quit right away and left the city. Five of the transfers are still working at the hotel. The other six worked for the hotel for a while then quit for other jobs in the city." "How does corporate like this arrangement?" asked Brandy. She seemed a little apprehensive about the whole concept. I was thinking she was going to tell me she quit and wanted to be taken out of the city at any moment. "I walked HR through the whole thing multiple times. I even video recorded the first two sessions and sent them up the line. They approved of and actually like the way this orientation works," I said with a grin. "I was approached by many people in the city about the reasons for building this building. When I told them what it was for a few laughed and others were intrigued, but nothing really happened until my first new transfer that stayed started to show up around town. I was then approached by a few managers and such that were wondering if they could use the building. I had no problem letting them use it. After a couple tries by others that failed, I was approached to run those orientations too. Of course I do those for a flat fee of one hundred dollars and try for the most part to schedule those on my days off from the hotel." "I've helped her in almost every case," said Nora. "We just split the fees. Alan here sometimes helps, but we do have others that will bring the new people in." "Why were we locked in our rooms?" asked Brady. "The doors were locked to ensure that this orientation could happen. We didn't want you wandering out to see the city and get scared," I said. "When we built this building, we tested the locks multiple times. If there had been an emergency, the locks would have released and you would have been able to exit for safety." "Sounds like you were afraid of us," said Brandon. Nora, Alan and I laughed. I then said, "No fear on our side. We just wanted you two to know about the city before we let you walk the streets." "We didn't want a repeat of those first transfers," added Nora. I could see Nora getting antsy, just as I was. We both only wore tops during these and only for about the hour that it took us to tell the story. "Any more questions?" I asked. "How come we've never heard about a topless city on the news or anything like that?" asked Brandy "There were a few reports done early on, but after the rally the city council worked hard to have media silence about the city. They did it more to save all of us from ridicule and being bothered by the rest of the world," I answered. "Being honest, I'm glad the news hasn't found out about our city." "We live on a word of mouth and repeat business," said Nora. "Everyone that comes here understands the city needs discretion." The newbies smiled and nodded in understanding. "Also corporate has let all the hotel managers in the chain know about this property, so that they would know before recommending it to some of their more conservative guests," I said to let them know that their former bosses knew that before sending me Brandy and Brandon. "You said there was a section of the city beach that was clothing optional, right?" asked Brandon with a grin. I nodded and said, "The quarter mile of the beach at the west end of the city was the original boundary. It got so popular about a year after everything started that the council expanded the section to half the beach. The clothing optional section continued to be very popular and after another year the entire beach was declared clothing optional. I actually was asked to cut the ribbon on the opening of the whole beach. I accepted only if Wanda would help. They agreed. I stood on the side that was being opened in a pair of pants and she was naked on the other side of the ribbon. We each held a side of the scissors and together cut the ribbon. As the cut ribbon fell, so did my pants. I had rigged it that way with help from Blaze's boyfriend." "What happens when the weather is bad?" asked Brady. She seemed to have relaxed a little. I still didn't know whether she was going to stay or not. Brandon I was totally sure he was going to stay. Most guys did, but there were two of the nine guys, including Brandon, that said they wanted out even before I had gotten to my trip to corporate. They quit because of religious reasons. "Most of us wear a coat for warmth when it's cold. I think that more than half the city doesn't bother with a coat when it rains, unless it's cold out," I said. "Now if there are no more questions from you, I have one for you." I looked at both of them and got a shake of the head from each before I asked my question, "After telling you everything we have just told you, are you staying or should we take you back out of the city?" This was my first real test. Brandon quickly said, "I'm staying. This city sounds like fun." Brandy bounced in her seat for a couple seconds. "Can I use the restroom first?" I nodded and she quickly got up and into the room. While the young woman was out of the room, I asked Brandon, "Are you ready to get sized for your new uniform?" He looked at me in surprise, but after a second he nodded. As Nora stepped over to Brandon to shake his hand, Brady came out of the restroom. She burst out the door saying, "I'm staying." We all looked over at her to find that she had taken off her uniform top, undershirt and bra while in the restroom. Her entire upper body was pale with pink nipples capping her B-cup tits. By this time I was really good at telling bust size on sight with some of the games that Wanda, Tanya, and Blaze played with me. We were all surprised, but it seemed to be the cue for Brandon to take off his uniform top and undershirt because he did. I looked to Nora and Alan and nodded. My nod got an acknowledging nod from both and we all stripped. I lost my coat and they took off their old uniforms to show they were both wearing the spandex pants under their black pants. Brandy looked at all of us, but mainly focused on Alan's crotch. Brandon looked like he was enjoying the sight of the three topless women in the room. Nora, Alan, and I don't have tattoos above the waist, and I didn't know if either of the others had any below the waist. I do and it's only seen during my off hours. "We will be heading to the tailor shortly, but first breakfast," I said nodding to Nora, who was near the bar where the phone was. She picked up the phone and dialed a number. We had two different numbers for room service for this building. One would have the delivery arrive with fully clothed employees while the other would have the delivery arrive with topless employees. Nora dialed the topless number because less than a minute later two room service employees, a man and woman, in the standard uniforms of my hotel arrived. Both had their names tattooed on their chest. They brought in the two trays of food and left with smiles. We ate the breakfast quietly. I did this after each orientation to make sure they were ready. With the three of us topless veterans just acting like nothing is out of the ordinary, it helped the newbies relax and start to act like being topless was normal. Breakfast lasted about twenty minutes. Once everyone was done eating I handed sun block to the newbies to put on. Nora helped both of them with their backs while Alan and I gathered up the dishes and everything to make it easier for the room service personnel. I collected the newbie's tops and took them to their respective rooms while Alan gathered the other clothes and hung them in the closet by the bar. After the newbies were covered nicely and I made a call to room service, we left the building. It was a nice day. The tailor we used, Mr. Martin, knew that I was running an orientation today, so I knew he was expecting us. On the way to the tailor, about a five minute walk, we saw quite a few people. Brandy and Brandon saw quite a few of their new coworkers before we left the property. On the streets of the city, we saw people walking around. There were two women wearing thongs, the bikini bottom kind of thong not panties, and carrying beach bags as they headed to the beach. I typically just walk there in whatever I am wearing and strip off on the sand, since I now just go nude on the beach all the time. We turned the corner and we heard a scream. This caused all of us to jump and look around. Up the street and running toward us was a short haired woman in a bright red knee length skirt. "Melanie," she yelled as she ran at us. Before I could even get my head around who this was she wrapped me in a hug that caused both of us to go, "Uhh." This part was totally unplanned and unexpected. After she pulled off me, I looked at her face and recognized her. "Erica, what the hell?" I asked as I played with the ends of her hair. It was about an inch above her tan shoulders. She also had a tattoo on her upper left chest of a dove that she hadn't had before. It had been a few weeks since I saw her last, without the tattoo and with the ass length hair that I had always known with her. "I needed a change. I figured this would be easier to keep clean and to tan topless," she said grinning. "I know it took years for the change, but I needed to take it slow." As she talked, I started us all down the street again. "I know you needed to take it slow, but I never expected you to get a haircut like this," I said grinning. "By the way, Erica Barrett, these are my newest team members, Brandy Darling and Brandon Foster." I pointed to each as I said their names and she giggled. I continued with, "Brandy, Brandon, this is one of my closest friends, Erica Barrett. And yes she is the Erica from the story I just told you." "So, you got a Brandy and a Brandon at the same time?" she giggled. It was only then that I realized that their names sounded the same. Then Nora and Brandon started laughing as they got it too. Brandy, Alan, Erica and I joined them quickly. We laughed until we reached the door to the tailor. "Oh you're going in there?" she asked realizing what we were up to. I nodded and she said, "We'll talk about the tat at another time. I know you want to know about it." I nodded again and led the group into the store. This was the second test of my new employees. Erica headed off to do whatever she was planning on doing for the day. "Mr. Martin, we're here for two sets of uniforms, one for each gender," I called as I reached the counter. Mr. Martin is an older man, maybe around sixty, and nicely built. He was a little on the short side at five foot six, but he was solid muscle that wasn't overly built. He walked out of the back in just a pair of briefs. He came out of the back in different clothes every time I come to him to try to throw me off. This time he did, but not because I didn't like what I saw, I did. The thing is that I don't go with guys. "Damn, old man, you look good." He grinned and said, "Will the new team members come around here and take off your pants. I need to get your measurements so I can create each of you three pairs of pants." Bandy and Brandon went behind the counter, both with apprehensive looks on their faces. "Don't worry. I'm the only one to see you in your underwear or less, if you're not wearing anything under your pants." He grinned and led the two to their own little curtained rooms. He pulled on a pair of gym shorts before he stepped into the room with Brandon first. While we waited Alan and Nora pulled their phones out to play games and I stepped outside to get some sun and air. They carried their phones in little pouches tucked in the back right side of their pants. There is another pocket on the left side that was designed to hold cash and IDs. I normally carry my ID in my employee lanyard, and I carry the lanyard when I'm not working also. Most companies in the town use these to allow their employees to carry their employee badges and other items that are needed for their jobs. I fixed my lanyard to hang on my hips, kind of like a belt. Nora and Alan wore their lanyards around their necks. I carry my IDs, work and driver's license, cash and my bank card in my lanyard. In my right pocket I carry my iPhone and in my left is a pocket knife. The pockets are designed to be put inside the pants or to hang outside depending on the wearer. I typically have my pockets outside because I find it's easier to pull things out and not having as much pressure pushing into my ass. Around thirty minutes after I stepped out, Nora called me in. Brandy and Brandon were now standing in their spandex pants and had their older uniform pants and other new uniform pants in plastic bags. Brandon had boxers or boxer-briefs on under his pants and Brandy looked like she wasn't wearing underwear under her pants. Brandy had put her lanyard around her waist like I do while Brandon wore his around his neck. I stepped up to the counter and said, "Looking good, guys." I looked at Mr. Martin and continued, "You're getting better. Where're the forms that I have to sign?" He laughed and put up the receipts I had to sign as he said, "I had things ready before you got here. I started with the standard sizes then got them fixed for these two. As you know these are not uniforms that are made to be traded." He laughed again and I nodded. "So, Melanie, when will we be going out?" Topless City He flirts with me all the time, even though he knows my likes, and I think it would be fun to go on a date with him, even if I know it will never go farther than a good meal and some talking, but I also like the teasing relationship we have. "I thought you were dating Nora. I don't want to take you away from your girlfriend," I said with a grin and laugh. I looked and winked at Nora to see her grinning too. I knew Mr. Martin and Nora weren't dating, but they had a similar relationship to mine with him. And as far as I know they would be able to go all the way if they wanted, unlike with me. The newbies were looking at us like we were crazy. He laughed too and shook his head. "Nora is a good lay, but she won't go to dinner with me. I haven't been on a date in more than a year, and you keep teasing me," he said with a silly smile. That told me that he was just teasing. "When did I lay with you, Mr. Martin? I don't remember," said Nora with a grin. "You know you want to though," laughed Mr. Martin. He smacked his ass. "Thank you, Mr. Martin," I said. "Now that we have finished, I want to take my new team members back to work." I touched his hand and grinned. "Ok, sweetie, you all have a good day," he said, waving us out the door. I laughed with him and was the last out the door. "Instead of heading back to the hotel, we are going to walk around the city. This way you'll both know a little about the city," I told them. "Alan, Nora, which of you would like to take our new friends' stuff back?" Alan raised his hand and I nodded. He told me once that he really doesn't care that much about walking around the city with new people. Also, once he was done with delivering the bags to the rooms, he'd have the rest of the day off. "You can have the rest of the day off with pay." He knew I was going to say that, since I say it every time we finish with the tailor. He took the bags and walked away grinning. I liked watching Alan walk away, because the pants showed his ass off nicely especially since he didn't wear anything under it. I looked at the new people and said, "The rooms you stayed in overnight will be yours until you can find other accommodations." "Really?" asked Brandy. "Yes, that was part of why I had the building built. It can also be used as temporary lodgings for anyone coming into town and it doesn't take away from rooms to let," I said as I led the group into the middle of the city. We were heading for city hall. We were heading for my third test. "Brandy, you're going to be a concierge, right?" asked Nora. I looked back as Brandy nodded. "Brandy, your job for the next week is to walk the city," I said. "You are going to try to make your own contacts. You will be given a list of contacts that have been made by me and the other concierge personnel, but I want you to get to know the city yourself before you actually step behind the desk." "What am I going to do?" asked Brandon. "The job you're going into is the front desk, but this next week you will tour the property and help do other jobs," I said with a smile. "I want you to know the property like it's the back of your hand. I may actually reassign you to room service for a day, but I haven't made up my mind yet." We turned the corner and my third test started. Standing in front of the Archives annex, next to city hall and her job, was Wanda. She loved that I included her in this. It was her day off, so she was there only for me. She was wearing a pair of very thin red thong panties and matching heels. Her hair was shorter than the last time I had seen it, so short that she was now able to have it stand up with gel. I knew she had been cutting it shorter to make sure she could show off her tattoos and piercings. She had barbells through her nipples and at least three holes in each ear. Her left had a bar that went through two points in the ear with three earrings in the lower lobe where most people have earrings, plus there was one in the small triangle above the ear canal. Her right ear had just the three earrings in the lower lobe to match her left. She really only had one tattoo that kind of covered her entire torso. It was a tribal design that started with just a couple lines from her right wrist that turned into an almost sleeve on the upper arm. It continued across her back with more lines that stretched to the left shoulder and the left hip. On the front it spiked across her upper chest before dropping down the middle between her breasts, leaving them fully uncovered, and over her abdomen stopping about an inch above her belly button. It flared out to spiky points near her hips. This tattoo had started with her upper arm before the Parker movement started. It grew in pieces over the last few years and will probably continue for a few more years to cover her legs and maybe her left arm. I couldn't figure whether she's going to have the tattoo on her ass cheeks or not. I've asked her about it, but she's always evasive about it. She probably hasn't figured it out for herself. I was first to see her and I nodded to her to let her know it was time to start. She laughed and walked up to us. Without stopping she walked right into our group and wrapped Brandon in a hard hug. She rubbed her chest all over him while she squeezed his ass. This was all in an attempt to get him aroused, which it did. We all saw, when she stepped back, that he had gotten hard. This test was all about seeing how they react with sexual arousal because they could end up seeing it or being part of it every once in a while in the city. I was surprised to see that he was proud of being hard. Brandy was shocked, but not scared. I could tell she actually liked what she saw. Hell, I liked what I saw even if I'd never actually partake of it. In a husky voice Wanda said, "Hiya big boy. Like what you see?" He nodded and she giggled. "I like what I see. I think the shorts under the pants are hiding too much though, sweetie." She grinned and pointed at his waist. "What about the rest of us?" asked Nora, playing along. We've done this a few times. "Who wants a hug? Mel? Nora?" Wanda asked while still looking at Brandon. She looked at Brandy as she continued with, "You?" Even without any acknowledgement in any way, Wanda stepped up to the woman and hugged her too. This one was a little softer than the one she gave Brandon, but no less sexual. Wanda's hands found Brandy's ass just as easily as they had found Brandon's. Wanda had their tits rubbing and nipples playing as she slowly pulled away from Brandy. Brandy had closed her eyes while she was being hugged and hugging in return. When Wanda stopped the hug, she pulled away, but left her hands on the waistline of Brandy's pants. "You're not wearing anything under the pants are you?" This shocked Brandy out of her sexual stupor, but she did nod. "What about me?" asked Brandon. We all had been focused on the two women, so when he spoke we all turned back to him. He was standing close to the building with his pants and underwear rolled down around his knees. He was sporting a full bush that his hard uncircumcised seven inches was sticking out of. Even though he needed some sun on his upper body, his exposed lower body was even paler. It was almost as white as a sheet that most people used for ghosts for Halloween. It was nice to see, but I didn't want him or any of us to get in trouble. Before I could say anything though, Wanda stepped over to him. She gently grabbed his dick as she said, "I love it, but I won't play with you until you get a tan. Now baby boy, you need to cover up or you'll be seeing the inside of a cell." This caused him to jump to trying to pull his pants up. He tangled the two garments even more. He kept trying to untangle the two pieces, but somehow they wouldn't. Wanda had stepped back when he jumped, so she wasn't touching him and causing the problem. I could tell that all the women, including myself, were enjoying the sight. After a couple seconds, I pulled my pocket knife out. "I can cut the underwear away to help, if you'd like?" He looked at me in concern. I opened the knife as he nodded. I stepped closer to him and squatted down. This put me right at eye level with his nice looking cock. I may not want to have sex with men, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate nice sights including men. I carefully pulled his boxers away from the pants and started cutting. It didn't take all that much time to cut the shorts off him. Wanda helped me unroll and pull his pants up. It bummed me out a little to cover that nice piece up, but we could all still see it in all its glory through the tight pants, even better than after the hug since it was just the pants covering it. All the while Brandy was transfixed on his crotch. After I cut the boxers away, I dropped them to the ground at our feet. Wanda picked them up and we all started moving. She grinned, kissed me on the cheek and said, "Mel, these two seem to be keepers. Just make sure they get protection until they tan, especially our friend Brandon here below the belt." She grinned at the newbies, waved and headed off in a different direction from us. Before she got too far, she said, "Sorry, Nora, for not saying anything to you. See ya later." Nora waved and smiled. It was, by this time, lunch time. I looked at everyone and asked, "Are we ready to get lunch?" I got nods all around and a grin from Nora. We turned away from the city center and headed to Mama's. Every time I looked at Brandy, she was looking at Brandon's crotch, so was Nora, and when I could I looked too. I also looked at Brandy when I could too, since I now knew she was going commando under her pants. The five or so minutes it took to get to Mama's, he ended up at about half mast. Mama, now always wearing her hair down and clipped behind her ears, was the only one of my group of close friends to be there when we walked in. She greeted us happily and led us to the group table. By this time in my life in the city I was looking at that table as my table. Nora and I bracketed the newbies as we sat. Also as we sat, I asked, "Mama, where's Penny? I thought she was working today." "She's probably on the beach. I gave her the day off because she's been working too hard," answered Mama with a smile. "Who are these new people?" "Mama, these are my newest employees, Brandon and Brandy," I said pointing to each in turn. "Welcome," Mama said to them with a grin. "It is nice to see new people in town." Mama brought us drinks and waited for the newbies to order. She already knew what Nell and I wanted, since we always want the same thing. They ordered quickly and in no time we had our food. They ended up eating it quietly as they were very hungry and the food was very good. Plus Nora and I were trying to keep these two calm. I knew they were still feeling a little overwhelmed. On the way out, I hugged Mama and got an interesting look from Brandy. Brandon looked too. Brandy's look was almost the same look that Brandon gave us. Both were filled with lust and interest in seeing two women touching each other topless. On the outside we ran into Blaze. She grinned at us and gave me a hug. "It's been a while, Mel. We need to get together soon." "I know," I said with a smile of my own. "I can't talk much now," she said. "Teresa's got me on a special project and I'm here to pick up lunch for us." "That's ok. I've got new employees, so I can't really hang right now," I said with a shrug. I pointed to Brandy and Brandon. They were looking at me questioningly. "Blaze, this is Brandy and Brandon. Brandy, Brandon, this is Donna, a.k.a. Blaze." They all said hi to each other. "Let's head back to the hotel. Blaze, I'll call you later." She smiled and waved to me as she entered the restaurant and we started walking. "Are we really heading back to the hotel?" asked Brandon. I nodded with a smile. "Why?" "So Mel and I can clock out and send you two on your way," said Nora. "Also you need to have some contact numbers in case you run into trouble." "I always do this with newbies," I said. "We walk the same route to give them some idea of the city and knowledge of some landmarks. Once we get back to the hotel, you'll be released to your own recognizance. You will be paid for a full day today and can do anything you want for the rest of the day. Just remember to use sun protection, no full nudity in the city and be nice. That last one means, no staring." I grinned at Brandon. "Also your schedule will appear in your rooms for the week by the end of the day." I had already set most of it up before they arrived in the city. "Also, Brandon, if you end up at the beach where you decide to get naked, do not stay out there for long. You're just so pale, we wouldn't want you to burn anything," said Nora with a sexy smile, a soft giggle, and a look toward his crotch. I could see as the four of us were walking four abreast with Nora and I on the outsides of the group. Brandon was closer to her than me. He looked surprised as we found the hotel property again. That caused the three women, including me, with him to laugh. I led the group to the lobby and my office. There I gave the newbies contact cards with the numbers for the hotel in general, the front desk, the concierge, and the non-emergency police number. After that I sent them out on their own. Nora and I shared a smile and a hug before she left my office. I don't like to show any kind of affection like that in the public areas of the hotel, because I didn't want any issues from the guys. Guys in this town still act a lot like guys anywhere, meaning they see two women hugging - especially when topless - they get all sexually stupid. Hell they can sometimes get sexually stupid when a woman hugs a guy. She and I are friends, but not as close as I am with Wanda, Penny and the others from my group. After she left, I sat at my computer and finished the schedules for the new employees, which took about a half hour. I handed the printed schedule for Brandy and Brandon to the desk supervisor, knowing that he would get them to the places they needed to be.