“Sara I just have to say you are wearing the most beautiful dress tonight.” Olivia tells her while twirling her hair with her finger staring at her then looking at me again. I become convinced it is just to get a reaction from me. I lean over and whisper in her ear, “If you are trying to make me jealous you are succeeding.” “Who me?” she asks in her most innocent voice. “Are you looking to get punished when we get home?” “No Kristi… No.” she replies but I can see in her eyes she is excited at the thought. The excitement I see in her at the thought of being punished turns me on as well. I want to take her home and have my way with her, make her beg and pled with me. Punish her for flirting so shamelessly in front of me. “Uh-huh. You know you want it.” I tell her my hand caressing her face. “Well maybe just a little.” She replies meekly leaning her face into my hand. We pay our bill and say goodbye to Sara. As we are heading out the door together Sara leans over to me and. The librarians were back, with feathered headdresses, and skimpy bikini outfits made of fake animal fur. Very strange and exotic. They examined me and declared that I would wear a black speedo and nothing else except dark glasses. I didn’t have a black speedo, but they did. With a lot of unnecessary playing with my penis, I was settled into the suit and told to get my bike. Before we went anywhere, they slathered on a lot of lotion and declared we were safe from skin cancer. I wondered. They showed me the way down six o’clock avenue to Center Camp, where there were unclothed females, and males also, in great profusion. I asked, ‘This is really just a nudist colony?’ ‘Pasha is to be quiet. We will explain later.’ Before us, in the inner semicircle of the camp, were acres and acres of open desert, flat as could be, dotted with strange and weird things. Straight ahead was a giant statue, which I knew had to be the Man. The Burning Man statue, who would burn on Saturday night. An avenue.
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