Standing on top of the blanket you look around, to the sky and back at me. The white blouse you’re wearing crosses just above your breasts and ties ...in a knot behind you. The fabric shines like silk in the light of the torches. You have on a blue skirt that stops halfway between your hips and your knee. Giving me a devilish look you beckon me to the middle. Moving towards you my nose is engulfed with a mixture of ocean, palm, and smell of burning wicks soaked in kerosene. When I reach you, you. If you’d like.”“And that’s why I invited you. Your stories, both the erotic ones and the straight science fiction, have given me some insights into a community and lifestyle that intrigues me. Not something I would ever have chosen for myself, I thought. I want to find out if it is truly as sublime as you write. I can see already that being together doesn’t insulate you from heartbreak, but I also see what the strength and love of the community can do. Yes, I want to spend the summer getting to. "So it is," she side in wide-eyed enthusiasm. "I almost didn'trecognize you in such a pretty little dress."The child looked down and almost pouted, but knew not to show anydispleasure even if she wished she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. "Itmatches Mommy's," she finally responded."That it does and you are both very beautiful girls. Why don't you runoff and find Cynthia, she is in her room. You know the way."Tonya found the child's lack of enthusiasm unsettling as Samanthaschlepped her way. She took my name and started tapping away on her keyboard, clicking the buttons loudly as I stood apprehensively waiting for her. My hand gripped the suitcase as my heart began pounding in my chest. She had no idea what I was holding, hidden inside the bag.Little did she know that in my hands was a collection of sexy lingerie, dresses, makeup items, and sex toys. Everything a sissy like me needed to transform herself into a sexy and naughty little slut.She looked up at me inquisitively, making.