We rummaged through rail after rail of exotic costumes. We tried on several. June was spectacular as a medieval wench with her tits bulging out. She bought that dress. I found a suitcase full of ‘Arabian Harem Girl’ costumes and bought the case as it was. If nothing else the material could be made into other dressing up items. We had so much when we finished that Mary went back to the town to ask Greg to meet us at the shop. I went into the chemist’s shop next door and bought some cheap cosmetics really intended for small girls to play with. They were more like face paints than true cosmetics. When Greg drove up with Mary, June and I had bought more. The whole day’s purchases cost less than we would expect to pay for a pair of slacks or a basic skirt. We had trouble getting all of it into Greg’s car. We weren’t worried about getting it back home. Mary’s father would be collecting us at the end of the week in his large estate car. As long as we could get it back to the hostel we had. Perhaps because I was used to it, but his cabin was certainly dark now since he was undoubtedly sleeping at this hour. That was all right, he would simply have to wake up and listen to what I had to say. He had to listen! The guilt of my actions from that night was quickly washing over me like icy water. The steps to his porch creaked, piercing the quiet night, as I walked up to the door. I was nervous, but at this point, desperate to see him. I didn’t want to leave things between us as we had left them earlier. My heart beat wildly as I banged harshly on the wooden entrance, trying to be noisy enough to wake him. Impatiently, I waited for some sign that he had heard me, and after a few moments I knocked again, louder this time. Why wasn’t a light turning on? Why didn’t I hear someone shuffling around inside? ‘Tripp?’ I called loudly as I banged some more. ‘Tripp I want to talk to you!’ Did he not want to see me? Was he purposely ignoring me after what I had said? My stomach started.
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