Georgia
by Vanessa Evans
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. “Simple; take that thong and those shoes off, go out there and do as you’re told. Xxnx “They carried you, dressed like that, through half of the town?”
“I wouldn’t say half of the town, but yes.”
“And they all fucked you on the beach?”
“Not on the beach, in the sea, no one could see what we were doing.”
“Bloody hell, I wish we were staying longer; I would have carried you round the whole town and I’d have fucked you in the town square in the middle of the day.”
“That would have been nice.”
I wandered off and saw some guys standing around cheering at something. What’s more I remembered to shout ‘Priapus’. I had considered the strings only thong but I wanted to keep that for when there were a lot more
