.."Hey! Who are you?"It was more campers. At least three more couples, still at the tent!Before I knew it, they were all around us!"What gives?" The o...thers from the Stream joined them. Twelve in all.Everyone seemed to be looking at our naked bodies. And all the clothesclutched in my hands!"Hey!! Those are our clothes!"I dropped them like a hot potato."Looks like they need them more than we do!" A shapely woman in a shinyblack bikini giggled as I clutched one hand over my privates and theother. A few blue soldierswalked up and stripped me of my clothing. I stood there naked, hyperaware of my exposed breasts and my little cunt, tucked nicely between mynew smooth legs. I had no hair on my body, except for my head.Master Nolan walked up to me, his penis was inches away from my newhairless cunt. "Say you don't want me and I'll let you walk out of hereand back to your red castle. You'll never get a taste of this dick." Hesaid, challenging me. I knew I had lost. I wouldn't dare walk away. As he looked, she explained that her family was originally from Iran, but came to America when she was ten years old. Far from the typical girly-girl, she developed a particular aptitude for shop class and metalworking in high school, leading her to start her jewelry business. In addition, almost all the pieces she had for sale were clearly inspired by her Middle Eastern roots.“See anything you like? Perhaps something for a special lady in your life?”Mike responded, “I’m afraid you’re about. Had she just admitted to jerking off her own step-son? That was a bit more than just explaining about the birds and the bees, and how to use a condom.She noticed my surprise and blushed a little.“Ah, yes, I admit I have gone a bit further than most mothers would with their sons. But when it first happened his father had been away for several weeks, and I was missing his attention. Women have needs too, as I’m sure you know. Talking to Hansie about his penis had aroused me, and I offered to.