We've got a number of scenarios, but seeing as they all have to involve her in a naturist environment, we thought of having Candy Canyon's Dad take on...managing the local naturist resort. We've done some research, and much as we really aren't enthusiastic about it, we feel some of us should spend at least a day at such a resort. There is such a resort within a day's drive from here."Amy nodded. "Bonny Bay. They already suggested it, although they suggested this weekend, from Friday to Sunday. Then have my sore bum photographed before sucking him clean. I was so conditioned that even in my pop star masturbation fantasies, boy band members would call me whore or slutAfter a few months of this he told me he had shown the pictures of me to some of his friends and that they wanted to photograph me themselves that next Sunday, I wasn’t happy, but I felt I needed to do as I was commanded. he had put photos of me around the mattress and on it and made me look at them as he fucked my arse. Well, they weren’t fast enough to get away entirely. Some of them were killed while others fled.I turned over the bodies ... they had the Seven-Pointed Star cut into their foreheads. They were a new branch of the Faith Militant, the Sparrows. Clearly, some of those had escaped and started the whole mess all over, but how many adherents were there? Well, they were in for a nasty surprise. They might still want to seize power, but I wouldn’t make it easy for them. In the meantime, I had to keep. ”Now, she was really blushing. However, she was smiling also. I basked in the warmth of that smile.I paid and tipped. We left for the Garden of the Gods.We arrived at the visitors’ center. We looked at everything inside. I was willing. After all, she was holding my hand. We left with a map and returned to the car. We changed into our sneakers planning to take the trails after driving around. There was so much to see. It was dry but the rocks were neat. We had lunch at the trading post after.