Sometimes Prissie and Jia would be with other girls and women, but no one brought those lovers home. At their home it was just for family. They mostly...were naked or in panties around the apartment, with robes in the front closet in case a visitor showed up suddenly and they needed to cover themselves. And in the summer, they would sometimes go to the nudist beach to enjoy the sun together. Life overall was pretty good now. The next morning, Prissie woke up the girls and told them they were. For her the attractions of the sunshine state was bought into sharp focus from the moment the first snowflake fell and she spent the winter months with a longing to escape back to the warmer climes where she had been bought up. (“Be careful what you wish for” might have been appropriate advice.)Jim, her husband, from pioneer stock could trace his family lineage back to the founding fathers and was more used to the cold winters but, nonetheless, sympathized with his wife’s desire to be somewhere. On the other hand, I would say that we could do that if she was not too upset with me due to me sleeping with several girls who were guests. I never intended to sleep with them and I had respected them leaving them alone when we were swimming and one or more of them would play that they were drowning and hang on to me. In the beginning, I thought nothing of what they were doing but then I saw one of the Chinese girls swimming like she was born to the water. I realized then, that they were. I guess I got so used to keeping it a secret that, well ... I never thought to tell you. I think a part of me still worries you'll ... you'll think me some kind of sicko."I looked up at her. "Mom, I love you. I'll always love you. I don't think you're sick. I've lived here so long I don't even remember Earth, much. It's just ... I never had any idea."This seemed to cheer her up, which I was glad for, but there was a part of me that wasn't happy. A part of me was angry, for no reason I could.