All opinions expressed by the themes are mine. If you disagree, that is your right and I hope you will excuse me. If I am not as familiar with my subj...cts as I should be, please correct me if you are more knowledgeable. Any mistakes in this story that were not caught by my editor and other advisors are my responsibility.There are references to other art in the story. The mentions of the nudist camp "The Pines" and its patrons appear with permission from author Nick Scipio. Writer KMB allowed me. "By the end of the first day, everyone had heard Gem's story and were please at how I had handled everything. My father had said little while I was telling the story. He watched as Del used his head to lift one of the small boys up to get a better chance at some of the fruit. Aunty Kim was completely taken by Gem and was happy to watch her while Del and I were off with the harvesters.We were on our way back when my father looked at me, "Des do you know what your doing? I mean are you ready to. An eternity later, once she finally seemed satisfied with the decoration,she stood and observed my tortured form - and added three more to grip mytongue and keep it dangling out of my mouth, one more piece of torturedmeat. The entire front of my body was a pulse of pain, throbbing witheach thump of my racing heart. She simply smiled, licked her lips, andstepped behind me.I screamed when the first stripe of the whip landed across my back - awet, drooling, mumbled scream. It felt like pure. I found it to be interesting. It's too far to drive, so I never come here just to drink." So you just come here to troll for chicks," she asked with a giggle."I really come here very seldom. I'm just well known wherever I go these days."We looked at the couples and laughed at some of the more extreme ones. Some of the couples were cute, in a romantic way actually."I think I love girls in leather," Mosby said."Oh my, you do need to be careful. Some of those chicks like to hurt people. You don't.