It was important to me for a variety of reasons,but the most important, I suppose, it was to the place where I had spentthe last years of my adolescen...e, where my folks were buried. And sad asthat sounds, it really wasn't. The happy memories outweighed the unhappyones. My friends at the literacy center, they were part of the reason Icame back, too. But it was Tony, for better or worse, who had launched meon this phase of my life. Believe me, there was still enough craziness toget sorted out,. Slowly I eyed him up and down, carefully examining his tight body dressed in an outfit he picked out just to please me. And as I was hoping, he decided to dress up like the little slut he truly is.Candy was wearing a blonde wavy wig, skin tight metallic silver mini-dress that barely came up to his upper thigh. I could see he had some black stockings secured by a garter belt and he was wearing a pair of open toed silver high heels. He had his make up fully done and of course he looked extremely. So we all agreed and off we went. Soon we were catching the girls and kissing them, we were having a high old time, but after a while the one of the girls suggested that we are on and they have to catch us and we do the forfeit. We agreed and set off. All was going well until May, said “next time we catch you, you will be our prisoners and we will take you on the island where you will be our slaves”. We all agreed, when we were all court off we went. Then it happened. Dawn said “Slaves we are. I hope she will be again. That’s probably the most important relationship that I messed up. Sunday night I had her come over and cuddle me while I slept. I didn’t have a nightmare.”“Your parents allowed that?”“We were fully clothed and the door to my room was open. My dad reluctantly agreed when I asked him. My mom still isn’t talking to me.”“We have a lot of ground to cover. Could you come two days a week? Maybe this Thursday at seven, as well?”“Yes. I’ll see you Thursday at seven.”“I’ll be.