I grabbed a couple menus and the wine list and was about to turn and lead them to their table, but halted. Maria stood behind me and gently placed her...hand on my side. "I can show these gentlemen to their table." As I handed her the menus, she slid her hand across my back in such a way that it sent a current of warmth all over my body. I turned to see her sweet smile and become entranced as she strolled away.That night, Maria stayed to visit with me after she clocked out. Being only 18, she. "HOLY FUCKING HELL!" Brittany screamed. "HOLY FUCKING HELL!" She beganto frantically feel beneath her chin for the zipper of her costume. Butthe zipper wasn't to be found any longer."Mark?" Brad asked. "What's wrong?"Brittany began to cry. "Oh Jesus, oh Jesus, this is bad, this is sofucking bad. When I put on the Ashley costume, that sealed me inside theBrittany costume permanently. There's no going back now. I am stuck thisway--permanently." What about zapping another guy?" Brad. Ellen’s pussy had not stopped throbbing with anticipation and lust for the entire four days they had been there and she was even more aroused on their final night. She had been constantly wet and aroused and Roger had been moments away from a full erection at any given moment. Tents had been erected on the beach with billowing white sheer curtains flowing in the moonlit night air. Round beds with satin sheets and down-filled pillows in luxurious colors of red, gold, saffron, and amber were. I mean, it's a fact that I looked like a girl from head to toe, andwhat's more, after a few minutes sitting there, I didn't feel at all thatuncomfortable. Only a bit concerned, but I could never admit it to mom,not after what she had just pulled, because there was no telling what shemight do! Looking around, I saw the way the waiter was staring at me, andI was beginning to feel slightly odd, maybe feminine? Mom must havefigured out that I wasn't fighting it quite as much as I was.