SirGray dresses in his Knight's clothing.Realizing this was probably the last time he was going to be in MissGreta's chambers Sir Gray picks up her re... silk dress and holds itagainst his face. Oh how loved wearing it when he had her form. With aslight hint of regret he places the dress back into her wardrobe."Sir Gray did really enjoy being Miss Greta these past days. Perhaps onemore night in her form wouldn't hurt. The only part he didn't like wastraveling in her form. Miss Greta's body was. "Jori groaned slightly. But she had to admit to herself that the pain had dulled to a low throbbing. She had told him he could do anything he wanted after all. Besides her shoulders were aching more than her tits at the moment. But before she could make another request the stranger had reached back into the bag. She watched as he withdrew another object with straps on it. Her eyes widened as she recognized the shape as a short stubby cock. He leered at her, "Time for your new gag, open wide. I don't, although I'm not the most masculine guy around. You'll know we are a match made in heaven when you meet my lady."I wanted to meet this woman. Stewart, or Stew as he liked to be called, was a good man, but just not aggressive like most men.The women were getting ready to go out to the beach to enjoy being nude in the morning Hawaiian sun. They were rubbing lotion on kids and each other as the progression of naked kids went up to go out on deck and wait for the family.Brandy was standing. Bottles of beer, red, and blue plastic cups littered the floor and every available surface. Spilled contents soaked into the expensive carpeting and furniture. Had everyone simultaneously opened his or her hands and allowed their drinks fall? Where were they all?A voice inside her head--quite drunk---advised she get back upstairs to the bedroom, lock herself in, and grab some sleep. People were fucking with her, playing games, being common assholes. Gazing up the steps a moment, she stepped off.