Chapter Nine
DINNER WAS A strange affair. Rebecca came downstairs wearing her corset and a skirt while John wore jeans and a soft cotton t-shirt. Nick and Heather weren’t allowed any clothing; that wasn’t discussed but it was certainly understood. Nick and Heather served the meal, but were allowed to sit and eat at the table with the other couple. It almost looked like a normal dinner party; Nick across from his wife and John facing Heather. She was initially a bit self-conscious of her breasts—they were the only overtly s****l organ on easy display—but Nick was also topless and the conversation stuck only to the mundane: work, politics, and current events. It was as if everyone was ignoring the fact that half of those in attendance were naked and everyone had recently f****d in front of
