I just can't take it. I really can't!"Suddenly Julie noticed a butter knife coming through the door jam, heard a little noise and next thing the door ...was open. Julie should have known better, she had taught Karen how to do that for when people accidentally locked the door and closed it behind them. Julie just sat there crying as Karen entered the room. But instead of being her normal teasing self, she sat down next to Julie on the floor and grabbed her close. This was just like her mother had. I had wanted to go to a nudist resort in Mexico, but that wasn't an option (Emma wouldn't believe me when I told her how amazing her body was) Emma always gets her way. I booked a hotel around Thailand for 1 week. I always leave for vacation with high expectations for a sexually charged few days, but am usually disappointed. It seems like something always gets in the way.After our flight to Bangkok and a brief cab ride to the Hotel where we settled into our room. It was beautiful, our Hotel was. "Hey, don't you know that it's against the rules to not have a drink in your hand? Here, have some punch." I don't ... oh, what the hell," Mark said, taking the plastic cup from Mike. He was glad he'd stuck to the punch; apparently the bar mixed them pretty stiff. "What's in this stuff, anyway?" Don't know," Mike admitted. "All Carrie has ever said is that it's based on some sort of German forty-rod that Helga imports from the Black Forest." He laughed, and went on, "There was the year that. As his forehead crinkled up in worry and concentration, he tried his bestto hold back the trickle that was slowly increasing in his pants. Withhis attention split though between trying to keep his "big girl" diapersdry and his fear over other people seeing him as a teenage boy dressedlike a little girl, he knew it would likely be a losing battle. He couldonly imagine the flowers on his Pretty Princess Disney Snow White Pull-ups slowly fading away as more and more urine leaked out as his.