.." I've been a serious whore, Tom, but I have never hurt anybody. Some people have thrown the 'slut' word at me. I know lots of ways to make you feel...really good, or anyone else for that matter. But if I'm honest with people about myself, which I often am not, I'm a whore, an outcast. What's up with that?" "I don't think I..." No, Tom, I don't think you will ever get what is to be a girl and then a woman. You worry about not getting laid or being laughed at or something. I worry about getting. " He said and winked at her. She looked down then dropped her head a little and looked up at him through her lashes and smiled a little wicked smile. He loved it when she did that. It made her look sexy and mischievous at the same time sometimes. This was one of those times."It'll be a hot one today honey. Let's get packed and enjoy the day there." He said and kissed her. Their lips meeting and massaging the other. She pulled back and her eyes sparkled. He stood and held out a hand to her. She. This was getting serious!I'd been fooling around with internet phones before I moved. I'd purchased a Skype account and had a headset with a microphone on my computer. I started calling around to get bloody anyone to answer. I got a fish market to pick up, just down the coast in Belfast. I asked him to call the Coasties as someone was trying to shoot my ass. He took down my Skype number and promised to call it in right away. Pretty soon I got an incoming call. It wasn't the Coast Guard, but it. Now to be the city of nightmares." she gave a quick chuckle. "I'll just have to move. Maybe I'll come back for vacation."*later that night*Britney wore her favorite swimsuit. It was a peppermint blue bikini that glimmered when wet. Her beautifully soft skin nearly glistened in the already hot weather. She had invited a guy she didn't know over from a bar to her house on the hill. It was on private property. Made of mainly windows and had a massive pool. Which her new friend was already swimming.