“I can do pizza,” Gabby promised.“Well come on, if you still want a trailer, I’ll find you one,” I said.“Actually, I’ve changed my mind....I want to stay in a cabin tent,” she demanded.“Okay, I have a couple empty. You will have to share a bathhouse and toilet,” I said to try to dissuade her.“That will be fun,” she said.“I will stand by with Uncle Keith’s shotgun just in case,” I said.“This place isn’t that rough is it?” she asked with a smile on her face.“Honey the way you look, it won’t take a. He walked us to a clothes changing house, where we could disrobe and store our items in lockers if we wished. He explained that it is customary for the new guests to walk the grounds nude, as to not make the other guest feel uncomfortable, and so they wouldn’t wonder who various strangers are walking around officially with clothes on, etc….. So, we disrobed, and joined the man at the entrance way. He asked us to follow him, and we did. At first we both were just a little uncomfortable walking. I had to cancel the show and take back the power after just a couple months. I'm afraid the husbands, boyfriends, and fathers of all the women he'd enjoyed in the interim didn't treat him very well once he lost his powers of persuasion." The interesting thing is, in the brief period between my taking away his powers and his unfortunate demise, ratings shot back up again. I've been thinking about that, and I think I know where I went wrong--I made poor Ping to powerful. After his initial. What the fuck would she do if she ever found out what was going on right now at this moment. I mean, she's been in my lap so many times that I lost count over years. She couldn't really want. . .THIS. . .or could she?As I began to get lost in my thoughts of, what if. . .she then lifted up her hips, while laying her tiny hand over mine, and with a small gesture pushed my fingers past the rolled-up waistband of her shorts. At this point, all time became surreal and I knew I was entering the point.