It was a public destination in the Construct, or at least that's what she'd been told, so they did have to wear clothes. She had a chance to pick some...hing, and chose the smallest bikini that she could, something that might be considered daring in Rio de Janero. It was dark red, and she thought it went with her skin tones.Kimberly, a girl she knew was from Southern California, smiled when she saw it. "Two postage stamps and the tiniest triangle in the world. You sure you're covering enough?". He grabbed onto the back of my head and pushed it down hard forcing me down to the balls. I started gagging and coughing but he was enjoying the feeling of the vibrations and the Silvia that all this was causing. Sometimes I find it hard to believe how sick some people are. He then pulled me up for a passionate kiss. His lips hard and demanding while also soft and welcoming. I was shocked when his tongue entered my mouth but it didn't matter soon I had mine in his and our tongues were dancing. “I guess I look like a hot mess, but whatever, it’s not like I plan to meet anyone on this lonely path anyways, right? We haven’t even seen or heard anyone yet,” she patted her horse’s mane.Elle splashed some water on her face, and dried her hands on her light blue dress that fell just passed her knees. She wore a corset that cinched her waist tight and pushed up her little breasts. She brushed her bangs out of her face and gathered her flowing hair into a neat braid. Elle jumped on the back of. “Perhaps we should bury the men,” Gort suggested tentatively, once I’d done talking and once I’d finished venting about how stupid I was to have even hung around once we’d realized that no one from Quantum was living in the bloody compound. It was clear that the youth was trying to sound like the voice of reason. It still irritated me, but he was certainly correct in his thinking.“Fine,” I told them all, spitting out the words when the others gave me a look that suggested they agreed with Gort,.