Chapitre 2: Chapter 2

“This is your first time at one of these retreats, is it not? You should go first to the locker room on the ground floor. Remove all your belongings and leave them there, including your cell phone and any other trappings of modern technology. All that we need for our meditation is already upstairs. And of course, take your clothes off too. We meditate skyclad.”

I looked at her blankly for a moment. Then I remembered something I’d seen in one of my mother’s books, about yoga or Wicca or shamanism or something. “Skyclad” is hippie code for “naked”. I grinned broadly. This changed everything. Spending twenty-four hours in a roomful of naked females was the coolest thing I could think of—especially if they all had luscious asses like Belinda.