"You are in no way ugly, Viola. You have more character in your face and bravery and loyalty in your heart than almost any other person I have ever me...." He winced as the bandaged wound began to ache. "I'll get a couple of people to help you get moved in here."He picked up the phone, "Sheriff, if this is the sheriff, what do you need today, a doctor, a meal sent up or reinforcements? Never a dull day around you."He began to laugh, felt his wound protest and held back all but a smile, "Mildred,. You and I are sitting on the balcony all alone, way in the back where someone ‘forgot’ to change the bulbs in the safety lights. I had never seen the movie before so I often squeaked in fright, while I hid my face in my hands or turned into your shoulder for protection. You would just wrap your arm around me closer. After a little bit, you began pointing out how lame the movie was, helping me get over my fears. Things like the archaic special effects and the zippers on the costumes.Soon we were. "Fuck you Kaaren, you ruined my life. I was ready to die up there youbitch, and now, I'm alone stuck in a body I hate." I kicked the chairacross the room where it bounced off the wall while I continued to scream.It felt great yelling at her. Part of me was really feeling that way, butfor the most part, I was just frustrated and the rage helped me releasesome anger so I could think rationally again."Ok Michael, it was on the ship, and the only other place I had the suiton was here. So. Obviously that's the look I'm going for. Since when do you care?Well.... I don't but if you want all the guys staring at you then go ahead.Maybe I do. I'm going outside.I put some baby oil on my fingers and dripped a few drops on my pussy. I was rubbing my pussy and stopped when my br(o)ther came outside. He was wearing a speedo. A speedo I thought. I was going to say something but decided that would chase him back inside. I turned on my stomach and handed him a big bottle of baby oil.Oil my.