After putting on a pair of cut-offs that she felt complemented her ass and a jacket which she had turned into a vest with the use of a pair of scissor... she stepped out of her room to find Sammy waiting for her in the hallway. “Hey, sorry about that,” Sammy said. “I wasn’t thinking. I should have knocked.”Jamie shrugged at the apology. “It’s fine. No harm done I guess. Just make sure you knock in the future. So, what was it you wanted to do?”Sammy gave her sister a look of confusion. “Huh? Do. Charlie, Carl, go outside and build a campfire. Billy, I want you to find me a sharp knife with a point on it.”Billy looked a little apprehensive but got up to do Greg’s bidding. He came back a few minutes later and handed Greg a steak knife.Greg looked the knife over carefully and gave his approval, “That should do it, now go out and help them get the fire going.”Billy ran out and no doubt was telling Carl and Charlie that a knife was going to be involved in the ceremony.Greg came over to. If she stood or sat the right way you could quite easily see her panties. The whole time she was doing her hair etc I kept feeling her up she looked that good it was a challenge not to just make wild passionate love to her then and there. Once ready we headed down stairs and checked out the restaurant and bar had a few drinks and went for a walk around. There was a big fireworks competition on and we thought about heading for that but then saw how many people were there. Wifey asked what I. There were a ring of seats rising around the floor. The side seats were reserved for spectators. The forward seats were reserved for those who had an active owners license. They could bid to own you. I looked into the audience. On the side I notice three beautiful girls. They looked to be about my age. One girl had tight denim jeans and a cropped top. She had long straight raven hair. Whenever possible I would stand in front of her in all of my naked glory. I wish someone would order me to fuck.