Tom handed me a drink and told me a story about keeping hydrated while in a sauna. I smiled, thanked him and tasted the alcohol in the large glass. It...tasted good going down. I could already feel the juices start to flow between my legs. I knew that the alcohol wouldn't keep me hydrated, if anything, the dry heat would make the alcohol more effective! I knew that Tom must have started drinking before me.Tom helped me take off my robe and I lay down some towels on the bench. I still couldn't see. I released my hands from her smooth skin long enough to remove the lingerie, then they were back at her, trying to devour her.She broke our kiss and leaned down to suck my tits. My hands explored her body as she gently ran her tongue over my hard tit. She then sucked and I tilted my head back, moaning, and grabbed my other breast, trying to stimulate it equally. But there was no way my fingers could compare with that warm tongue, those gently teeth, those wine-red lips. When she was done and. "Here,"she said with a happy little smile,"a flower is good fortears!"The boy smelled it and the transformation followed, right down to thedress and the little shoes and socks. Aside from the clothing, she didn'tlook that different considering she was just a child. She didn't even noticemost of it. Then a basket of silk flowers appeared in her hand.Too young to sell these special flowers I suppose, thought Tulip."You're right!"she giggled,"I do feel a bit better! Thanks nicelady!"With that, the. .. exciting.” Ames said, her little hand warm in the crook of my arm.“It’s kind of neat here. Beats sitting around listening to the paint dry at the orphanage.” I agree.We are wandering around, wherever Ames directs me. She has her cane with her, but it is folded up in her purse. When we walk together, which is almost always, she holds on to my arm. She can tell when I have to walk, if I have to turn or even slow down. It is almost like she is reading my mind. I like it too, it makes me feel.