At first, she thought it must have been something in her shadowy dreams but there just a scant dozen feet in front of her was a naked female being sod...mized by a line of ugly featured males armed to the teeth with weapons of every description. She could tell from the woman's freely-flowing tears that she was not in accord with the attention her backside was attracting from the line of nasty faced characters but that she seemed to be somewhat resigned to the fate and made no effort to resist her. Because of course, ithad to be this day. My sister wouldn't settle for any other day, save forwinter solstice. We drove deep into the woods. Which wasn't that hard inPortland. Maybe an hour of drive. I already wore most of my outfit. Whichdrove me nearly nuts. Try wearing linen panties, bra, and dress. It isitchy as hell. Especially if you were only used to artificial fibers astextiles.As we parked her SUV at the end of a dirt road my suffering was deepened.In the shine of her car's headlights,. . and as my mother has just told you - my good friend, Carrie Pearson, is suffering from a very rare form of skin cancer that will now require her to be totally naked all the time to help combat the problem. Her family are heading off to Germany in a few weeks to get help from the same clinic they went to last time. Before she goes I want her to be able to come to church and to be able to sing in the choir with nothing covering her skin ... that is - totally naked ... as per her doctor’s. “You’re free,” he confirmed. “It wasn’t easy. That’s part of what took so long. But I was able to secure your freedom. You can go wherever you like.”“But I enjoy being your POST,” she protested.“I can’t keep you as my POST, Angel. It’s not right. Listening to you describe the options you were given disgusted me. Knowing that you felt you had no other choice but to pick from the lesser of the evils hurt my heart,” he replied.“But I want to be with you, Edward,” she said softly.He grinned, “I was.