I am dressed in a soft blue-white checkered romper with ruffles around the legs and three rows across my bottom. I have on no blouse underneath. I have on my slippers and a golden tiara Nana insisted I wear. I have the Guardians on both wrists. I start sucking my thumb. I can’t stop myself. I do see other girls dressed much the same way I am and some with even less on. I begin to hear the sounds of the pool party as we approach the door.
The Captain knocks two times sharply on the door. A servant opens it and asks for the invitation. The Captain promptly gives it to the servant and we both are escorted into the main room. There are girls everywhere wearing every conceivable bathing suit and color known.
