We may come in all shapes, sizes, and colors, but what’s under our clothes is really all the same when it comes down to it. Nudity is not a crime. E...cept, you know, that it usually is. A couple of years later I was invited to a most unusual campground to write a review. As I approached goosebumps rose across my arms. You see, this place was for swingers, nudists, exhibitionists, BDSM, whatever. Though I liked being publicly nude on occasion, I was none of these things. Or so I thought. As time. She had somehow peeled the last several years off and polished the girl underneath. The few die hard regulars still nursing their beers ceased conversation and stared in obvious appreciation. From the look of expectation on her face, I was supposed to be appreciative too. And I was. I let her have a low whistle and a wink, at which she did a little pirouette and let her dress flow out around her. She danced to her perch and smiled broadly at me across the polished mahogany. The owner finally. "GET UP!" thunderous voices disrupt your peaceful slumber - and it doesn't sound like your parents.In fact its several large men dressed for a riot - surely your parents haven't called police on you?"Who are you? What's happening?" you whine sleepily"Your parents have given us permission to escort you to our Camp, and we're leaving right now. We need you to say your goodbyes to Mom and Dad and remove your clothes. Let's go, we won't be waiting all night."What on Earth!? Parents gave permission. Well, for some reason he did not die.When he recovered enough, he landed on his generals with both feet. In essence, he demanded that they do something about “those clowns” in Dougherty County. As far as Throckmorton was concerned, we should be removed from the face of the Earth—he did not care how much it cost.Okay, if that was the way the governor felt, then that was what the generals would do. The first thing they asked for was a general conscription order. The generals believed that they.