"I....love this outfit. Look at me! I look like such a little slut! It's so skimpy and slutty! I couldn't ask for a better slutty outfit. Do you think...the other members of SLAG will like it?" I asked."I think they'll fucking love it," Brandi said."Can we put some makeup on my face? I want to look like a hot and sexy female stripper," I asked."Of course, Ricky! Sit down right there and we'll get started on your makeup!" Brandi said.Brandi did my makeup on my face while I sat down. We talked for. The scent of her arousal mixed with her perfume and pretty much shut down the 'good judgement' lobe of my brain. She took my face into her hands and leaned down. Her blue eyes, the blue eyes that had filled my dreams for all of 10th grade, swelled and filled my vision. Anne placed her lips on mine and started a deep, slow, totally involving kiss. It was a kiss that caught my entire being. I lost track of where I was, what was happening, and what would happen next. There was, in the whole. ”I grinned.“And you listen ... that’s better than smart.”We motored up the lake angling off to the ‘starboard’, ... yes mother, right is starboard ... We found the loom of the breakwater light about 4AM. It was a full fledged lighthouse with a Fresnel lamp and a fog horn. The light was working.“It’s before 1940.” Mother said.“The light house got replaced?” I asked.“Yes. You’ve seen the little metal tower with the podunk light.”We motored past the light. There was a huge sign ... so big you. Misha, my blonde friend, the one with the shaved pussy actually counts your abs. You stare at us, your mouth going a little dry. You can’t speak. You want to say something, but all you can do is look. Look at the seven naked girls who have just appeared. Three blondes, three brunettes and a redhead. A couple have big squishy tits like mine. A few are more pert, like Carla and Amber. Your eyes are surveying our breasts one minute and then you gaze at our pussys. Lucy like me has her pubes shaved.