Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. PARTY FOR GENTLEMEN AT PATRIARCHY PALACE Chapter 2 - Gentlemen in the Women's Locker Room ³Well, I must leave you for the moment,² said uncle Max as he looked towards the door and saw Esther greeting several men dressed in dinner jackets and bow ties. ³Have a look round at all the activities. I'll catch up with you shortly.² ³Thanks uncle. We'll enjoy doing that.² ³Have you noticed,² said Bob, ³that the men present are of all ages from our age to about 60 or more. They're all shapes and sizes.² ³Probably captains of industry, men Œon the board' of big companies and so on,² chimed in Andy. ³Probably,² added Mark. ³But the women have to conform to a certain standard of good looks and shape, uncle Max said, so that all the gentlemen have something pleasing and sexy to look at, and handle, if they wish. Look at that chap over there for instance.² The three watched as a middle-aged man walked up behing one of the wine waitresses, leaned around her and cupped her breast before helping himself to a glass of wine. She turned and smiled appreciatively at him. Such politeness was a requirement of the females. Having been shown around the house during his previous visit, Mark had a rough idea of where the various rooms were, so he led the way as the trio wandered about enjoying the sight of so many naked females. ³Lots of these babes look like students to me,² said Bob. ³They are ,² replied Mark with a secret smile. He was thinking of Alison Beck who was somewhere around and in for a great big surprise. For that matter, so were his two friends. Mark looked to his right where he could hear the strains of classical music coming from a partly open door. He looked at the sign. ³The Rudolf Nureyev Room², he read. ³This could be interesting. Let's have a look inside.² He took a peep around the door. He looked back at his two friends with a broad smile. ³Just come and have a look at this.² The three went in. The room was large with a raised stage at the one end with about forty chairs placed facing it. There was a scattering of men sitting down and several nude waitresses standing near the wall. The boys' eyes opened wide as they saw on the stage eight ballerinas dancing. The only things they were wearing were ballet shoes. The young lads sat down entranced as they saw the young ballet students raising their legs high in the air showing in detail everything between them. Mark and his friends sat in the back row giggling and whispering together. ³This should be called ŒThe Pussy Ballet'² smiled Bob. ³Well, it leaves nothing to the imagination,² replied Andy. ³Ballet dancers don't usually wear a lot but this is the first time I've seen them wearing nothing.² One of the dances involved the dancers crossing their arms and moving sideways going from points to flat foot and back to points again. Of course this caused t heir breasts to jump up and down in time to the music, It looked hilarious and the room dissolved into uncontrollable laughter. ³The last time I saw anything like this was on television,² said Bob, ³when a line of Japanese dancers danced naked apart from ballet shoes. The audience were in fits of laughter.² They found the dancing so interesting as the dancers opened their legs and wiggled their pert bottoms that they stayed for over half an hour. Mark leaned over and whispered to the others, ³If you two gents have seen enough, I suggest we hunt down a cup of coffee.² ³I think we've seen everything,² said Bob giggling. ³And I mean everything.² They had broad smiles on their faces as they left the ballet studio. As they went out into the corridor they almost collided with a fast moving Uncle Max.. ³Hello again lads,² he greeted them cheerily. ³Ballet eh? Was it the dancing you were interested in or the naked young women?² They all laughed at his quip. ³Really, Uncle Max!² retorted Mark. ³It was the dancing that interested us. You should know that we are culture vultures.² He turned to his two friends. ³Did you two notice that the dancers were nude?² he asked with an air of innocence. They shook their heads. ³No. Can't say we noticed.² ³You seem in a hurry Uncle,² said Mark. ³Yes, I have to see Esther about some special guests coming over from France. One of the waitresses said she had just gone down to the women's locker room. Come with me and I'll organise some coffee for you.² Around the next corner they approached two wide double doors marked ³Women's Locker Room². The boys paused as Uncle Max walked straight through the doors. Their eyes opened wide as they looked at each other. Seconds later Uncle Max came out. ³Don't stand out there. Come on in lads.² ³B . . .b . . but it says ŒWomen's Lock . . .² stammered Mark. His uncle waved his hand dismissively. ³Oh, take no notice of that. The women's locker room is open to any gentleman who wants to visit it. At our parties females enjoy no privacy whatsoever. The boys walked in and gasped at the sight. There were several other men in there and everywhere they looked there were naked females, some taking a shower and some drying themselves. There was a large notice on the wall: ³Women's locker room. Gentlemen are welcome at all times.² Uncle Max looked all around but could not see Esther anywhere. ³She must be around here,² he said making for the corner. ³Come on!² He signalled for the three lads to follow him. As they went around the corner they noticed a row of toilet cubicles, all without doors. They saw the nude rear of Esther just about to go into the first one. ³Ah, Esther!² said Uncle Max. She turned around quickly. ³Oh hello!'² she greeted them all. ³Excuse me sir, but I'm bursting to have a pee.² And without more ado she sat down on the toilet seat and started peeing. All four men could hear the loud splashing that females make when they pee on the toilet. Without batting an eyelid, Uncle Max started chatting to Esther about the French guests as he stood just inside the cubicle. She looked up at him and answered his queries. When she'd finished she stood up and did a wiggle to shake off the last drops. The three friends couldn't help laughing at this. Uncle Max casually ripped off several sheets of toilet paper and handed them to her. She wiped her pussy and flushed the toilet. The three friends were totally amazed at what they saw. They were in the women's locker room and watching a naked female peeing as though it was an everyday occurence. ³The lads in university will never believe us when we tell them,² said Bob. ³Oh yes they will,² said Mark as he produced his small digital camera. He took several pictures of Esther in the cubicle and some more of the other women who were showering as they went out into the corridor with Uncle Max. The other two used their mobiles to take a few shots also. As soon as they were in the corridor, Uncle Max set off at his usual brisk walk with the three boys trailing behind. ³Now that little matter is sorted I'll organise some coffee for you three.² He led them into a large dining room which was almost full. Those sitting at the tables were mostly men but some had female guests sitting with them, all in the nude as was required of all females present. Some looked as though they might have been with their wives. The trio enjoyed looking at the young waitresses with their bobbing boobs as they hurried from table to table carrying their trays. ³Here we are lads,² said Uncle Max stopping at a table almost in the centre of the room. He looked at the table top. ³Table 12. Right . . . I'll organise a witress to come and serve us. He started to walk away but suddenly turned around. ³Oh, Mark, could I have a word with you please?² Mark stood up and walked towards his uncle who spoke to him in a quiet voice. ³Just a quick check Mark. This girl's name is Alison Beck, right?² Mark nodded. ³Good. I remember what she looks like from her photograph and the interview. You haven't told your friends yet?² ³No, Uncle.² ³Good. Table twelve.I'll have a word with the head waitress. This should be fun.² He turned around and left. A few minutes later he was back. He noted that Bob and Andy were sitting with their backs to the kitchen area and Mark was facing it. ³I've decided to join you gentlemen. I could do with a coffee.² It wasn't that he particularly wanted a coffee but he didn't want to miss a moment of what was about to follow - a young girl embarrassed and humiliated in front of three of her fellow male students. He imagined the graphic descriptions they would give of the event to the other young men at their university. The four chatted for a while and then Mark noticed Alison walking in their direction. He tapped his uncle's foot under the table and nodded. Then he put his elbows on the table and covered the lower part of his face with his hands. The unsuspecting and naked Alison saw Uncle Max and recognised him as the man who had interviewed her. She gave him a lovely smile as she drew near the table. She thought it would be a good thing to be pleasant to the man who had arranged the whole party. She stood at the table, took a pencil from the band on her head and held up a small pad. Then she looked around and said, ³What can I get you gent . . .² Suddenly Alison recognised her three fellow students. She let out a loud scream, droppped her pad and pencil and tried to cover her boobs and pussy with her hands. ³Good grief! Alison Beck!² yelled Bob. ³And stark naked!² joined in Andy. Mark was secretly delighted with this response but pretended he was also surprised. ³Wow Alison! I've often wondered what your boobs and pussy looked like. Now I know. Well . . . what a surprise!² All three lads started to laugh hilariously as they saw the horrified expression on Alison's beetroot-red face. Her piercing scream had drawn the attention of every eye in the room and everyone was now looking in their direction. Those at the nearby tables joined in the laughter at Alison's obvious discomfiture. Some of the ladies were clearly embarrassed at her humiliation. Uncle Max intervened. ³Er . . . Alison! What do you think you are doing trying to cover yourself with your hands. May I remind you of the terms of your employment here. You are to be naked and on display for the pleasure and enjoyment of all our guests. These three young gentlemen are guests so place your hands by your sides and await their order.² ³Yes sir,² Alison answered as she meekly obeyed. She just stood there as the boys made great play of looking up and down her naked body taking in every detail of her exposed womanhood. They were beginning to enjoy their notoriety as the people around listened to all they were saying. Bob was sitting next to Alison. He bent down and took a close look between her legs. ³You've made a good job of shaving your pussy, Al. Don't you think so guys?² Mark, who was seated on her other side drew closer to ogle her, then reached forward and stroked her vagina lips with his hand. ³Mmmm Yes, Bob, you are absolutely right. That feels soooo smooth. Quite silky to the touch.² Alison just had to stand there and listen to the hilarious comments of the boys which drew ever louder laughter from the nearby tables. ³And with those small tits of yours you have that little girl look,. No one would ever think you were a third year student of twenty-one² observed Andy. Everyone, including Uncle Max just roared at this. He was delighted at the success of his nephew's little ploy. ³Do you always keep your twat shaved, darling?² asked Mark innocently. ³Er . . . well . . . I had to shave it for this job,² she stammered. Bob leaned back casually and continued to run his eyes over Alison. ³I must say, with every detail on show to us, you look much better than you do in those awful outfits you wear around the uni. I often used to look at you in your scruffy jeans and trainers - hardly clothes a real woman would wear - and wonder whether, underneath it all, there was a genuine female lurking. Well . . . now I can see you are all woman. Turn around so that we can see your butt, Al.² She meekly obeyed. ³Oh, yes, so nicely rounded,² continued Bob. He stretched out his hand and cupped one of her buttocks. ³Mmmm. Fairly firm but yielding to the touch.² Mark squeezed her other buttock. ³I absolutely concur, Bob,² he said. ³We three are getting to be quite experts on the subject of Alison's body, aren't we?² ³When totally devoid of clothing she looks quite presentable,² joined in Andy. ³And so much more feminine,² continued Bob. ³It's amazing what those awful jeans and trainers hide.² ³I'd even go so far as to say that you look quite attractive naked,² said Andy. Poor, red-faced Alison could do nothing but just stand there filled with a mixture of embarrassment, humiliation and fury as her fellow students paid her these back-handed compliments while examining and commenting on every detail of her exposed body. Uncle Max had enjoyed Alison's awkward predicament just as much as the lads, and he was delighted that it had, quite appropriately, provided entertainment for the gentlemen in the dining room; but he thought it was time to order their coffee. ³So, gentlemen . . . would you like to give your orders now to your young friend Alison.² They did this. ³May I go now please?² she asked. ³You may,² replied Mark. ³But we'll see you again when you serve us with coffee.² ³Oh yes, we'll see all of you,² laughed Bob. Alison turned and started to walk away. ³Wiggle your bum more darling!² called out Andy. Everyone nearby just collapsed with laughter. (End of chapter two)