My hands slid up her sides, follow her curves and feeling the softness under them as I smiled at her. ‘Well, aren’t you a little slut?’ I wonder...d idly, my hands running up the back of her neck and, and with a surprising amount of assertiveness, getting a good handful of her hair in a firm grip. She gasped as I leaned forward, consciously letting my hot breath wash over her exposed neck as I leaned in closer and whispered. ‘Suggesting such things with all these people around?’ She leaned away. "Prove it." And how am I supposed to do that?"Jade shrugged her shoulders, leaning back on her arms, the green of the tent reflecting in her pale eyes."Well, what did it feel like?" Cat asked her tentatively.Tori concentrated for a moment, trying to find the right words to describe that ephemeral feeling."It was really, really good. Like, making me hot all over," she said, giving out entirely too much eye-contact in an effort to cover up the truth. Cat looked confused and Jade just smirked."Hot. Her hair curled around my fingers and she sighed, leaning her head back, her eyes closed. I looked at her in the firelight. It cast shadows, making rippling patterns on her face, her arms, her breasts spilling slightly over her bra, turning her hair and skin a warm, tawny color. “I love your hair,” I said softly, still stroking it, unable to take my hands away. She smiled, her eyes still closed.“I wish I had yours. I always wanted red hair.”“Ok, let’s trade,” I said, smiling. “Let me live in. I compared them to Cindy's andcould see the difference between a boy and girl's. I guess that wassomething I will have to live with. Other than my legs, I was beautifuland I could see the distress on my Mom's face.The pictures of me in the dress finally appeared. Even I wasn't ready forwhat I saw. Mom and I both gasped as the first picture was seen. It was ashot from my waist to my head; I'm looking toward the sky and am slightlybacklit, creating a halo around my head. It was the most.