The thought of being nude around people she hardly knew didn't really register, even though it was uncharacteristic of Stacy.  She was in a new place, and it was something she needed to do to make others feel comfortable, suppressing her comforts to those of the regulars at the house.  She heeded Christina's words, captivated by her confidence and aura.<br/><br/>It was easy for Stacy to relate to the openness of the house once she was bikiniless - the temperature, calmness, and buoyancy of the water afforded a relaxation like no other.  She was in heaven.  Like Christina, Stacy leaned back to enjoy the moment, and it was at that moment, when Stacy heard Christina answer her phone and shortly after that, watched her jump out of the water, putting her clothes on.  Stacy comfort level was tested immediately as she realized someone could be joining them at the pool.  She watched Christina walk off, trusting that she'd be back. Stacy was now alone and naked in the pool, completely vulnerable and exposed.<br/><br/>Stacy's old persona clashed with the new, resulting in internal conflict as she sat there in the pool.  No longer relaxed, she became nervous and anxious.  Should she put her bikini back on?  Christina had put her dress on, but not her bikini.  What if someone else came out before the time Christina returned?  If she did put her clothes on, and Christina returned, what would that say?  Everything she just said she wanted to be, would be a lie, wouldn't it?  Nope, she thought.  If Christina was right, and Stacy believed she was, then this was the norm.  Stacy remained in the pool just as she was.<br/><br/>