Today was a new adventure for John. He had managed to convince his thirty-year-old wife, Cecelia, to accompany him to a nude beach. This trip was the culmination of a few years of his attempts. Cecelia sat next to him in the car, her bare feet propped on the dashboard. She wore her long, black hair loose, trailing over her shoulder, and she sat quietly looking out the window. “You sure you’re ready for this?” John asked....