The trees were too damned thick to fuck with on her way.When we got to her Suburban and camper I was surprised. The suburban was a four-wheel drive mo...el and it had oversized ground grip type tires on it. That wasn't the biggest surprise though. The camper was. Hers looked a lot like Carl's and I was pretty sure it was the same size. It had a few features his didn't though. It had one of those slide out sections that you could use almost like a bay window, and from the way things looked it was. “Interesting look with the hair,” Lori commented.“Yeah. The Monsters definitely have a unique look. They’re playing Sam’s tomorrow night.”“Cool. I’ll check them out. You going to be there?”“Definitely. My entire troupe will be there.”“Troupe?”“I’m putting together a show at the Southern Theater. This weekend and next.” He grabbed Moe’s tattered black backpack and found the flyer.“Dreams, hunh,” Lori said. “My cup of tea.”“Like with the shoot?”“Yeah, and I do sculptures. They’re like masks that. The exception, with me, is Jay. We love each other. It’s a completely different love from what I have for Sylvia and what Jay has for Valerie. Neither of us understands it, we just accept it.” “OK, then,” said Marcy. “I guess I just accept it. Nate said there’s a pool on campus and I brought my bathing suit with me. Can we go for a swim?” Seth cleared his throat. “Marcy, what has Nate told you about the campus swimming pool?” “Not much,” she replied. “Just that he had to take a swimming class.”. Immediately ahead of them was a male slave, kneeling, engaged on some minor repair to the intrigate mosaic pattern. This slave, who was young, strong and muscular in appearance, was accoutred like all such male slaves in the Palace. That is to say he was nude but for a tight-fitting triangle of leather over his private parts...this 'support' being attached to a leathern belt above his waist. A thin thong of leather, running up between the cleft of his nates to the back of the belt held the.