Mainey aab monica ko kiss karne laga aur wo bhi masti me aaney lagi bolney lagi muje pata tha ki jaroor kuch na kuch honey wala hai mainey kaha ki yon...rani maja nahi raha hai mere saathme. Mayne bhi apney kapdey nikal ne laga aur poora nanga ho gaya aur monica ke jaangh ke beech me hath dalkar penti ko phad kar tango ko chouda kar nangi chuut ko sehalne laga aur dusra hath ko maammey ko jor jor se dabane laga monica ko aab pura maja aaraa tha aur bolney lagi bhaiya nahi bhaiya jhor jhor say mat. "This wasn't what I was expecting and was a step too far for me."Let me just fiddle with your hair and put a little make up on you andif you look silly we'll forget the whole idea, OK?"I didn't look silly. In fact I looked better as a 'proud woman', asDenise put it, than a hunch-backed man. Even with my hair just combedinto a sort of bob, I had meaning to get it cut but I quite liked it onthe long side, and a bare minimum of make up, it framed what appeared tobe a very definite woman's. “Come on, Karen, let’s go get what sun we can.”The voyeur fishermen came by several more times that afternoon but seemed to get the message around three o’clock since we didn’t see them anymore after that. # # #I know that I’ve left out a lot of the camp activities. Please forgive me. However, I assumed that most of you reading this story don’t care about them. Let me make an exception. If you’ve never been camping, you’ve missed out on one of life’s great pleasures. I’m not talking about sex. "Rachel, you and Denise go help your Daddy, Erika and Danny get the restof the bags please." But Momma," Rachel began."Don't but Momma me, your Daddy and brother are not pack mules. SeeDenise has the right attitude," The other young girl had smiled andheaded out already. I smiled seeing my Sister expressing her authority asthe First Wife."Missy," we hugged and kissed cheeks. "This is Sophie, and her twoyoungest. Dotty and David." Dotty? As in?"With a giggle she said, "Yes," She slipped me a.