Naked Bakers Nude
“I don’t know about you, but I’m starving!” said a voice behind me.
It was a warm day in late spring and the sun beat down on my bare back as I stood at the sink washing up after lunch with the other girls of our dormitory kitchen.
We were all naked except for aprons that covered just enough to keep us from being arrested if someone came into view.
The cook’s assistant who’d spoken had her head buried between two large pots filled with soup. She looked around nervously before speaking again.
“Yeah,” she continued “but it
