[MarquisMD]

She giggled most of the way to the Marina, as I expressed my surprise about her "appearance".
For those who are not familiar with Lake Cumberland, it is an artificial lake and offers a lot of secluded areas. Some of the land around the lake is privately owned, but much of it is either a State Park or under federal jurisdiction. A lot of people go there and camp out, some nude, as the area is so vast. The left the Marina that afternoon and after about three hours or so found a small secluded cove with a pier. The following morning, Renee decided to forgo putting on her bikini, and remained that way for several days.
One afternoon, she expressed an interest to venture out into the woods and see what was there. As I said, it was very secluded and hence, Renee thought it to be safe to go up there in the nude. There was a small hiking trail and I challenged her to follow the trail with me. She giggled, nodded and began walking. I don't think we gotten very far, when we heard voices. Renee froze up, her eyes got bigger, she turned around and started running towards the boat.
I eventually caught up with her, as she was on deck putting on her bikini and laughing. She actually was red-faced, which makes me think that she may in fact have been a bit embarrassed.
That evening, Renee told me that I should have stopped her from running away. I didn't know that. I found out a lot more about her, as she told me that she liked the idea to be told what to do and to be dominated. However, she reserved the right to veto anything.
It was around lunchtime on the last day. I was grilling hamburgers for us and Renee was sunning naked on the deck.
Somewhere I had this devilish idea - I do not know where it came from. But I went inside and found her bikini.
With a small scissor, I removed all the lining and placed it back where I had found it.
We left our cove and went towards the marina. Renee waited until the last minute to locate her bikini and put it on.
It was truly a sight. She had been wondering, why people were looking at her and grinning, as we walked past the bait shop, down the pier to the parking lot. Somewhere there, I heard a shriek of sorts. Renee realized of what I had done, and that her nipples as well as her red pubic hair had been poking through the open material.
As we drove home, she was rather quiet and not as amused.
There is a part three, and I will get to that after Thanksgiving.