. no. You think we should dress up?" she asked."Well, if we don't, isn't that kind of like assuming they're savages or something? I'm not saying like ..... formal. But something nice, you know? We'll take the day, tomorrow, to go shopping. Maybe we'll have dinner at Epcot or something. They have a bunch of nice restaurants, and ... a fireworks show. You like fireworks, little girl? It's like the circus, only more so."That earned me a punch on the arm. "Me? Shopping? You are gonna take me. "Sure, it is, Mom. And you did say all day." I pulled her back firmly again and lovingly nuzzled against her neck.She shivered and then started tugging to pull down her skirt, which had moved up her full thighs while she was squirming. "God, my skirt is riding way up," she muttered."Good!" I exclaimed and put my hand on her bare thigh, squeezing it gently."Hey, now! You be good!" she exclaimed laughingly. She put her hand on mine, but she didn't pull my hand away."Come on, Mom," I said, pulling. Finally, I put a young fourteen-year-old girl named Elizabeth in charge of set design because of her artistic talent. She was younger than everyone else working on set design, but clearly the most talented.I had never really looked at Elizabeth very closely. She always dressed quite modestly, and was very anti-social, preferring to doodle in her sketchbook instead of showing any interest in other people.As the weeks went by, the acting and the effects were going fine, but on the last Tuesday. Without anyone uttering a word, three of the Hot Tub attendants appeared with towelling robes to drape around the three naked girls. Tanya led the way towards the stairway the led down between two great marble columns at the far end of the hall. All three women enjoyed the mixed looks of envy and admiration that they received from the others in the hall as they were allowed through onto the staircase down to the Sweat Box. Almost at once their anticipation was rewarded. Two TV personalities,.