Nudist or Exhibitionist?

"Oh, Mother of Mercy! What an ass!" It was the 19-year-old registered Male Traditionalist, Raul Ohara.

Casandra Dell immediately slapped her hands against her fleshy butt and swung it around so it was no longer facing the twerp.

"Uh, uh, Chickie-Baby! Not legal," he grinned. He enjoyed using out-of-date sexist terms. He thought it went with his tattoo. Inside the circle that joined the upward pointing Male arrow symbol and the downward hanging Female cross was an equal sign with a NOT slash over it.

"He's right," Kylie causally said. "A registered Nudist cannot intentionally hide any of their body."

"It has to always be on display! And you have a very titillating body to show everybody," he said, enjoying his crudeness.

"He's right," Kylie agreed again. Cas wondered if pretty effeminate was talking as a man not a person. For the several minutes s/he'd been here, s/he had certainly liked taking looks at Cas's naked boobs and ass.

"Except a Nudist isn't supposed to let it get to them." Off to get more napkins, s/he wasn't leering at Cas like Raul was. "If it does, they have to re-register as an Exhibitionist."

"Oh, yes! Be one, Chickie-Baby! Tell the FBL you made a mistake! Being naked is all about sex for you!" As a young and naive Male Traditionalist, he like to reduce too many things to that level.

Bringing up the napkins, Kylie paused to lean on the bartop. "I wouldn't," s/he advised. "You know what they do to that I'm a Nudist tat you already have," s/he said, expecting even the inattentive Cas Dell to have noticed them before. "It's not pretty." And being pretty was essential to a crossdresser.

Cas did know what how her Nudist tattoo would be changed. Thick arrows would come at it from all sides - left, right, up, down - taking up more of her face. And she could also imagine the How to Stay Legally an Exhibitionist booklet would tell her she was required to do things even more embarrassing than she was expected to do as a Nudist!

It was enough for her to lose the strength to carry on at the moment. She plopped down on a chair of the restaurant.

"That's hiding! You're not showing us your ass...or pussy," Raul corrected her. At least there was no way of her casually covering her danging knockers.

"I'm taking a break!" Cas sort of told the truth. "I've been setting up the restaurant for the day since I got here before Kylie and you!"

"And we're almost done that," Kylie said.

"Then my timing's perfect today!" Raul joked. The Japanese-Latino did do his fair share of the work around here. But no more.

"Not as perfect as our last waitress's," Kylie said, pressing the button that allowed the woman to open the door to come in.