Chuck and Winston removed their pants. Chuck looked, not fat or flabby, but not particularly fit, either. Winston's body was much thinner and covered with fine, gray hairs.​

     Niki and Malika were the next to strip off their jeans. They danced side by side, like they'd waited all their lives to get a chance to feel free enough to dance in the nude in public.

     Skip rejoined the dancing circle, grinning and naked, just as so many others were headed for where he'd just left.

     "You get something on!" Alison almost blurted, that was her ​brother, but then she checked herself, thinking, oh yeah, that's right. I'd forgotten for a second. We're all getting naked.

     "I'm tired of asking myself whether I'm going to do it or not, so..." Cathy said as she pulled her jeans and panties off at the same time. Her pubis was sparse and hidden behind folds of flesh.  She looked at everyone, like, okay? then continued to dance with her husband. Chuck reached out to touch, to fondle, his wife, but she pulled away from him. She wanted to enjoy the moment. When would she ever find herself in a situation like this again?

     "I suppose it's my turn," Alison said.

​     "Do only what you're comfortable with," Winston replied, although he was already nude. His penis kept going soft, hard, soft, hard.

    "No, it's time." Alison removed her skirt, then her panties and hose. She looked around to see if anyone gawked. No one else in the room paid her the slightest bit of attention, only Winston.

     Gramps still danced with everyone, but he also retreated until he danced at the circle's edge.

     So far, he had not removed a single article of clothing. 

CONTINUE