A mix, but not unwelcome

The door slowly opened as Amber appeared from behind. She had a towel wrapped tightly around her slender body, completely covering her nudity. Her eyes drifted down towards Chris' crotch. She lifted her hand in front of her face to block it from view, but she couldn't hide the smile that started to creep on her face. "Uh, Chris? Could you, uh, cover up there?"

"Oh, yeah! Sorry!" Chris covered his penis with both hands before entering the room. "I didn't want to draw more attention to myself by not being naked."

"It's fine; don't worry about it." Amber sat down on her sofa, clutching the towel to her chest to keep it from falling. Chris tried to focus on her face, noticing how her brown hair barely touched her bare shoulders.

"Thanks for coming," Amber said. "I didn't know who else I could talk to about this."

"So, you couldn't find out anything about this world we're in?" Chris asked.

"Nothing!" Amber whined. "The news anchors are either yapping about celebrities or screwing on their desk, documentaries don't show anything besides art and Egyptian tombs..."

"Wait, maybe that could help! Did they say when people stopped wearing clothes?"

Amber rolled her eyes. "No. Everyone seemed just as horny back then as they do today."

"Yeah, that's the weirdest thing," Chris said. "Back home, people were nudists too, but it was more about a sense of freedom and stuff like that. Here, it's mostly about sex."

"Well, maybe it's their way of being free too," Amber suggested. "Did your roommate say anything?"

"Honestly, I tried to avoid him," Chris confessed. "It would be like seeing my brother naked. Way too awkward."

Amber cocked an eyebrow. "But not too awkward seeing me naked?"

Chris stiffened. "Uh, not like that. Is that...wrong?"

Amber gave a small smile. "No, not really. Thanks."

She sat back and glanced down at herself. "There's gotta be some way we can learn more about this."